Time Bomb

The town-crier said it thirty-many years ago About the pool of blood that swept my fathers time Not excluding the famous town-crier of that era People freely bought their ticket to heaven and hell The goats refused to listen to the town-crier voice Atlast the beautiful timebomb exploded My town-crier died in the process The moon is black again with evil Frustrated hungry souls litter again Many,more mouths hungry They will gather at the jungle of jungles Armed to the teeth,chest,face,legs and hands My metal gong is crying to the ears that cares Twenty-twenty the newworld said Twenty-fifteen the gong master says Mouths would feed on carcase Conspicuous ribs,ostrich necks,mosquito legs,insane pot bellies The boys are oiling their metals in the jungle The magicians are still drinking wine in the rocks Hungry mouths dropped like grapes and mangoes Moremi and Amina come with utmost speed Deadly spirits art hunting for blood blood blood The celestial fire is burning, the blood bank opens Where is my blanket Where is my metal gong Where is my slaughtered heart The sky is red with blood But will be washed away with flood someday Deadly disease would ravage Fine flesh of the land, my land, our land Worst that the battle of cakes Worst than the battle of the windmill Worst than the battle of cowshed Trigger target target would bid my Chummy chicks to the deep blue sea of silence The battle of the jungle would be won but lost Bloodiest blood bath of our time my time