"The pests of Africa are long gone
but their shoadows endure.
Our present apparel is appalled to
For we forgo the Natives of our
The normal perplex dialect of our
place is long gone.
Only to be replaced with Babel.
We consider squalid as a pact of
Transition is getting nearer.
Let us forgo the breeze for the
One Africa, immortality is ours".