Tell me where Ayanfe is
I can't believe he's no where to be found
Has he realy gone to meet the man?
I saw him holding the microphone
He was singing while the drummer beat the drum
Everybody was dancing to the rhyme
Can't just believe he has gone to the tomb
Death! You are a messenger of doom
You are always sent to put man gloom
Don't forget you will also end in the tomb
Till then, deal gently with the beings
Ayanfe, let your soul be at rest
Your God will have mercy on you.
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