Caught in the midst of deity
Bowing,
Turning and crying
In the voice of the old jargon,
Solo speaking in the wailing hut.
OGUODO
Thou dwell in the highest sky
Thou that our ancestors hope
Where are thou strength
Why thou abandoned thy children,
In the plague land of the stranger.
Sinister monster
Where are thy eyes
Where are thy ear
Where are thy strength
Thou children are perishing
In the plague land of the stranger.
Our tear are flow like the ocean
Our blood are dancing in the big mouth,
Of ghoul.
I hope in maker, not rest in Nature
But God of Nature, only him can redeem.
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