Looking into the distance I see the marauder coming Riding on judiciary Riding on the ignorant In fury he fast approaches First to pact with the virtuous Probable stumbling blocks he says The ignorant commemorate his autonomy In sacrifice they...

Whipping sticks drew patterns on my back Fire and petrol consumed my flesh Spears and machetes gushed my blood The officer on duty kept his distance The bulletin-man wanted my photo As a mob ganged up on me My brother...

Traumatized and persecuted I am Betrayed and infuriated I feel The lesion on my side Will forever be a souvenir My brother’ spear sank The vista of my flaming brother Will forever stay to haunt me? Everyday I anticipate death...

You can bamboozle the world it is what it is, a ploy But you cannot hoodwink the wise Just a gambit You are an enigma from an obscure tribe So murky, you promise us a brighter future Obscurity conceives dusk...

Should I had eavesdropped to the dictum, ‘Keep your friends close and Your enemies even closer’ I would have known You were busy conspiring and plotting Iniquity against me Like the mischievous leprechaun You took a undertake to ambush me...