Our hearts are aimed
With the devil's dart
The "parliament" soar over
Us and make "Things Fall Apart"
The Panging tumult of youths
Reminds us that "There Was A Country"
But its legacy is marooned
To rot by sycophancy
"No Longer At Ease" are
The passengers of this yacht
The bills that steer this
Boat has brought minor
"Girls At War" for freedom
These owls spin their
Eyes for the ruby,
Hit the mace on their
Head, for we know the
"The Trouble With Niger Area",
And it's not this area.
We are "Home and Exiled"
Our sons' plights have not
Yet been filed
These carnivores prey on
Our flocks,
With our eyes we watch
Our flocks hemmed in
Their claws.
The blood hunt is on,
Let "A Man Of The People"
Run with the wind and
Hunt with the "Arrow Of God".
Execute this parliament
Of owls and this boat
Shall reach the "Anthills of the Savannah"--- Even nirvana.
With the devil's dart
The "parliament" soar over
Us and make "Things Fall Apart"
The Panging tumult of youths
Reminds us that "There Was A Country"
But its legacy is marooned
To rot by sycophancy
"No Longer At Ease" are
The passengers of this yacht
The bills that steer this
Boat has brought minor
"Girls At War" for freedom
These owls spin their
Eyes for the ruby,
Hit the mace on their
Head, for we know the
"The Trouble With Niger Area",
And it's not this area.
We are "Home and Exiled"
Our sons' plights have not
Yet been filed
These carnivores prey on
Our flocks,
With our eyes we watch
Our flocks hemmed in
Their claws.
The blood hunt is on,
Let "A Man Of The People"
Run with the wind and
Hunt with the "Arrow Of God".
Execute this parliament
Of owls and this boat
Shall reach the "Anthills of the Savannah"--- Even nirvana.
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