Who have told you that you were God?
No more time for dreaming
Today you become a simple former President
A simple foolish civilian.
Tell your wife to sign
For the peace that nature has given
For the end of your catastrophic power
For the new, may the eternal, Joy in Côte d’Ivoire.
How is your new status?
You have no choice, no voice at all
Now meet people that you have killed
And give them your special reasons.
But you have a last mission for Africa
That is to advice your family of dictators
To leave their country peacefully
Otherwise, they will find the same end.
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