King Baabu
King Baabu,
The play of giants:
Death and king’s horse man,
The man of the people,
The man died.
Things fall apart,
No longer at ease;
Forest of thousand demons,
Gods are not to blame.
The year of locusts:
Our husband has gone mad again,
The black boy,weep not child;
Hope of the living dead.
An African night's of entertainment:
The credo of being and nothingness.
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Copyright © Kayod5 Kayode | Year Posted 2014
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