Wole Soyinka

Covered with prowess Like mushrooms on a rock Afraid not to speak And spit-spat on the demon's face A man as a battalion In war with the rotten maggot A man of great intellect Thrown into the dark silent cage Like a snake isolated A man challenged to death by death But break it's back, death Ne-gust Nagast of the black lands Bayonet for the oppressor's heart The dictator's foe Literary works like bullets to their stomach A pin to the dog's tongue pouting The first man ever To be festooned pimento Pursued by death closely But Nadelo came to his rescue A man with epaulette Oloye of Egbaland My hand raise to my kepi Like a python ready to strike I salute!