Nwanyi'agadi, the daughter of Nwanyi'kwele,
On our day of Armageddon,
We will publish your name upon the office of Justice,
Come, sit here and prevail.
You will stand on the fulcrum, and clench the Ofor into your right fist,
Become our judge, we beseech you,
You whose fury burns like the wild furnace,
Behold, this evil happened to our world two generations...
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