Goodbye Grand Old Bard

GONE,

A ‘Strong Breed’

Serenaded through the sombre path

in ‘Night Rain’

By ‘Song of the Goat’

In lyrics dotted by rain drops

Falling like dropping mangoes

On our profusely leaking tatched roof

Of currently tattered Nigeria

Where songs are

Leud

Sour

Terse and

Sad

Like stories of SARS

In a sense-starved land

Of absentee ‘dance of dieties’

You live now that ovation’s high

And…

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