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Tell Them,Achebe Tell Them
TELL THEM,ACHEBE TELL THEM Tell them,Achebe tell them That with bullets they may kill our bodies But our proud spirit they will never fell! That blind men too soon come to notice The true self of those in office. Achebe tell these politicians That though we appear daft,we really are not. And soon all shall see The true extent of their rot And greed insatiable even by the world's largest pot! Achebe tell them we know that this is not how to run government And better a brother's sharp tongue Than a peek under the Illusionist's tent. We know.We know that this is not what Mama Africa meant. We see,Achebe tell them all the pomp and glitz and false glories galore Tailored for Africa's able-bodied sons To slowly lure them away from virtues of lore So as to flood home with blood and rot.Into Africa's core. Achebe tell them,O great Achebe That we know what comes after this bend Like clever,greedy hyenas Dressed for the weekend They will take you in with smiles,only to revel at your life's end! Tell them,Achebe tell them That with bullets they may kill our bodies But our proud spirits they will never fell! That blind men too soon come to notice The true self of those in office.
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