Blood of the Innocent

Nature has cast it's spell on us. Virtues of our pasts reels! Who, what shall stand well to defend us? Nature has bless us with its sweat. Actions of the present clouds not our judgement. Yet, we savour our feigness and show disdain for our strength. Let's dance again to the tune of the gods... Let's witness the meeting of the sages Nature has taken away our nakedness. Has it blessed us then with wits from abyss? Yet, we rest in thousands and wake in few! Nature has stolen from us - Nature has blessed us Nature has blessed the stolen ones then! Has it forgotten to bless those whose loins sweat out the fragments of poverty? Only the cursed are blessed with its richness - Nature! Alegbeleye has come home with this impetus! Swarmed the land with locusts; wailing, For the bereaved shed its tears. The living - tearful lullaby! Nature laughs? Witful saying meant to be looked upon. Don't ask me where the locusts came from. Alegbeleye, the coward of the land has blessed us, Just like nature, Alegbeleye has proven himself. Will nature laugh again? Alegbeleye has committed a sacrilege. Blood of the innocent - atonement for the sins of the masters!