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our youth
our youth have gone so soft
yam, the king
yam, the king of crops, was a man’s crop
yams stood
yams stood for manliness
yam, the king of crops, was
yam, the king of crops, was a very exacting king
sit
sit like a woman
that is a
that is a boy’s job
there were many
there were many women, but they looked on from the fringe
no woman
no woman ever did
it is not bravery
it is not bravery when a man fights with a woman
a man belongs
a man belongs to his fatherland and not his motherland. and yet we say Nneka - “mother is supreme”
your mother
your mother is there to protect you
how had he
how had he begotten a woman for a son
yam always
yam always came first
mourned for
mourned for the warlike men of Umuofia, who had so unaccountably become soft like women
worthy men
worthy men are no more
those were
those were the days when men were men
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