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Bullets oil with blood, 

Hearts smitten with cruelty

Our minds sealed with carnage,

As we marched, for the harvest is ready

With our machetes from China,

Our ak47 from Russia,

And the Americas’ bullets we moved into their shrine

Harvesting our crops 

With tears and anguish in their faces

Our grips in the sacred place of their virgins, 

Resizing males’ hands for short sleeves

We drank with human skulls, 

With incisions of bush doctors on our chests ,

O yes the African juju !

We danced round the camp fire 

As we chant and chat

With amulets of poverty tied round our waists

 Chilling the night with french wines

 Our veins drunk with opium

Wining with the spirit of the night,

 a jubilee of happy ignorance 

Tonight is as hot as hell, hell because we have lived in hell

Our village is in hell, 

Corruption is our traditional ruler

 Political killing is our manifestos

Kidnapping is our vision

We the rebels shall rubble the principalities

We shall establish banana republic where dogs eat dogs

For in this shall our echoes be heard

We the rebels shall build castles in air for every citizen….

                                                                                         
                        Awoh Kingsley

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