Hail! Aggrieved one
Down on your knees my message meets you
For not at my message do your limbs disintegrate
But at your glory long shredded.
A people with a memory of a pride now beginning with a “once upon a time”
For the lender of peace and assurance, faces combats with internal demons –
- disintegrate, war, plead
The lender sources for answers
Seeks an ego among the roots of the bamboo
And a raison d’etre where the rain clouds gather

Hail! Insidious one
Giving false hope to inhabitants
Struggling to walk with the stick from the pine
Whilst your supposed subordinates walk tall upon the iroko
And whisper about your erosion round a table of mahogany
Search fastidiously among the chaff in the corn fields
Perhaps then shall we find the “labour of our heroes past”

Hail! To those who walk below
For now the giant has come to the ground
The gun functions without the bullet

Hark! The thunderous sounds of tears and bitterness
The giant of Africa has fallen to its knees.