BLIND MOTHER

I'm one of the children of that mother
With biggest and milky breasts in town
Who lives to feed the adjoining cherubs
But too blind to notice the malnutrition
Which's been drawn in crystal on her kids;
I've been down in the mouth all day long;
I told my mother and did she tell me;
Put in the ground thy ears o' son
And water them with stream of thy eyes!



SAINT

Beloved
On my journey
To thy world
I embark

Beloved
If I reach
There I'll dwell
Till sun dies

Beloved
I am saint;
I am sent
To clean your sin


NIGERIA

Behold,
Here, Nigeria is my home;
Where my parents, family and friends
Are born and raised by different hands
Do we have other place to call home?

Halt, o' brethren
Don't let others in our hearts
Plant the seed of hatred;
Lado, Ejike, Olu we're but family
Let's alone stand to face our face;

Hang on,
The land, where we sang while farming
Is now with our hands turned it abattoir;
Where we slaughter our own brothers
Who live to provide for us the foods

Listen,
Why o' brethren and when again
Shall we regain our senses?
Tell our brothers to put down their guns
So peace would be freed and go everywhere


WEARY WANDERER 


Home my abandoned heart, O' Dija

Let love be its eternal servitude

In your sacred kingdom



Clasp me in your arms, O' Dija

For my limbs grew cold

Strap my aching body to your back



Hold onto my hands, O' Dija

I'm an eclipsed moon

In your starry sky I reshine



I'm a weary wanderer, O' Dija

Take me to your pool

Let's swim and have ourselves anew