Bags of cowries travel abroad
Through the back doors
Inheritances our forefathers left us
Mysteriously disappear
To enrich sons of other land
This, the gimmickry of beloved brothers
Thingamajig, thingamabob, thingy…
It drops in our soul.
As the night manoeuvres the day
They, the destiny of the people
Changing the course of things to come
The more we see the less we become.
Now, we are left with nothing
But a future stolen
Generations unborn, like the camel
This burden to bear so cruel
Through the back doors
Inheritances our forefathers left us
Mysteriously disappear
To enrich sons of other land
This, the gimmickry of beloved brothers
Thingamajig, thingamabob, thingy…
It drops in our soul.
As the night manoeuvres the day
They, the destiny of the people
Changing the course of things to come
The more we see the less we become.
Now, we are left with nothing
But a future stolen
Generations unborn, like the camel
This burden to bear so cruel
Yomi Oguntoyinbo
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