FUNERAL IN NIGERIA
Death at the windows of every roof,
Twerking to the applauses of perfect rules,
Oh Nigeria your order is here,
Do not pray, do not fear,
The dust you've scattered,
The cloud have gathered.
The tree you've shaken,
Is blowing you a mighty wind,
The coffins in your parlours,
Make you now massive graves,
Do not pray, do not fear.
Who overfed and suffered not stomach ache!
Isn't it one man chop,
Belle burst again!
What need is to be born again?
The pole have lowered your flag,
Dressing it on your daily coffins,
Like a "sea-dead" to the lake,
The Greenfield dances daily awake.
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