The village mourns the loss of a child,
Taken by the spirits to their realm wild,
Where they roam free and run free and wild.
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O Eledumare, great Creator divine,
Whose power and wisdom made all things in time,
The sun, the moon, the stars that brightly shine.
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Starry night unveils its cosmic symphony,
Celestial bodies waltz in harmony.
Moon's gentle glow, a lullaby for the soul,
Unveiling secrets the universe holds.
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In the echoes of forgotten tales,
Africans dance to foreign beats,
Their feet entangled in alien steps,
Their souls swaying to borrowed tunes.
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On the soil where resilience abounds,
Nigerians tread on hallowed ground,
Amidst trials that never seem to cease,
They find solace in smiles, a cloak of peace.
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