Fisted winds glued his hands
The pounding of his heart and glands
Mired his thoughts of a thousand land
The hanging reprimand
The ancestors in droves have demanded
Account of how we denied their sacrifices
The spirits we bribed! The receipt of their demands!
Dark horses with whitened tougues
The vices and their prices
Valour lost in confidence!
Our believe on the 'apprentice'
Sold their sundry laundry to the solar lattice
Naked with hallowed fist in their hands
Eyes shinning for their dues
Sango and Amadioha revolting with bolts
Threatening whomsoever took their sacrificial oath
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