Oro le eye ngbo oo
Eye kin dede balo ru le
Like a bird you perched about,
No like a vulture yearning for carcase of dead,
Scavenging for food, scavenging for news,
Back to back for your gain and stain,
Turning all upside down to have your way,
To have your say,
Breaking all, bending all for pound of flesh,
It's your way, your style,
OH! ‘It’s my way and my style’, you said,
Usurping all, for your Voice, your voice of
vengeance,
Words turning to weapon of war, maybe war weapons,
Trading for your benefits and your love...
It’s for a season, it's for a time,
Until the turning of table the realisation of
the TRUTH!
Oro le eye ngbo oo
Eye kin dede balo ru le
(C) Funmi Adeyemo 2016
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