I can see men far and near
Throwing away their crown of glory
And dancing around the carcass
Of an elephant slaughtered in the Niger Delta area
There's a gathering crowd like ants on a dead again
A huge burnfire billows with smoke
And the land is choked.
They have abandoned
The treasure of the wild
Peanuts, their pyramids have gone
Palm oil, its barrels have been replaced
By the copious blood of the elephant
They are struggling and stealing
The tusks, hind and forelimbs
Head, eyes, the trotters etc
And there's a party frenzy
Where even our palm wine
Is abandoned for exotic wines.
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