They call us cunning
They deem us deceitful
They call us slaves
What they don't know
We are masters of chess
Yes, we have our differences
But when it comes to our collective will
Especially loss of our lives
We come together in one accord
One indivisible family
No longer shall they steal our lands
Never again will our lands be desecrated
If you cross the line
Things can change very fast
Because we are no longer at ease
Who is afraid of Amotekun?
If the morale is to give rest
And peace that has eroded us
While restoring our lost glory
Tell me my people, why not?
The God of vengeance is in the west
They tried to scuttle it
But we are smarter than them
We won without firing a shot
Wisdom is greater than strenght
"Omoluabi" can stoop
Even for a Dwarf
But it can never reduce our height
Let us support "Amotekun"
And send away these uncircumcised Philistines
Far away from our ancestral lands
We are releasing our black Panthers
With powerful jaws they'll be consumed
Workers of iniquities beware
This one is not "Shere shere"
In unity we are strong
Welcome, our Black Panthers
Babatunde Raimi
Author/Life Coach/Poet
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