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THE REPLY FROM THE PRESENT TO THE PAST
            (NO TO XENOPHOBIA II) 
With the paper on my hand 
I wondered what to do as I stood confused
Welcome home,
O my son of my pen days
for what I have seen in my old age 
Began in their days. 
The great voice of Soyinka revolted
walk with me my son and share my solitude 
I followed him as we walked to some golden box 
Illuminated with light as it wowed us
Here lies Kofi Anan in state 
O you came back late he said
Mugabe left yesterday 
He once foresaw today

Sitting on a golden stool 
With beautiful white hairs and beards
what message came from the secretaries he asked
As he read through the paper with smiles
He nodded his head in disagree as the council blamed the living 
It was yesterday it all began
The living and dead must understand 
A voiced grumbled as he walked in with anxiety in his eyes
As he walked with shame into the hall
I am Zuma he mentioned with grumbling mouth on the petition against the living by the dead
As he was about to sit
A wide wind which ushers in the African harmattan blew
As it faded the Kukubird the tale bird of Mother Africa sang melancholic dirge eulogies 
As she ushered in the spirits of the Dead

The silence was broken with the glorious entrance of them
Make no more accusations echoed the wavey voice of Obasanjo
There was an instant shake on the ground 
It was an earthquake that made mother Africa smile
With it tear came forth J. Rowlings 
Politics,Religion,Economic,Ethnicity are the causes of this conflict he rumbled royally

As the council sat down
A voice ordered,stand up Ramaphosa!
You are not worthy of this sit
The voice of Anan shouted 
I witnessed it and I was present 
As his presence was announced by glorious illumination of the noble presence
Not guilty alone Ramaphosa cried out
Buhari is an associate of this crime he rebelled strongly
With scorn they all bowed as they observed some minutes silence for wounded Africa.
I stood in their presence lost as we await the judgement by the council
Soyinka said to me
Arise and go home to Sowore,Omokri
For the judgement is near.
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