Wednesday, April 27, 2016

THE WAR HAS BEGIN.

The mighty hunter has wake up.
Who is dare to resist him ?
The mighty archer has wake up.
Who is dare to resist him ?
The mighty soldier is up to take up the task.
Who is there to resist him ?
The mourning plants are silent.
Who has shut them up.
The giant plants are weary.
Who has pass iron unto them ?
The gentle goats are silent.
Who will speak for them ?
Hmmm !
We walk as like a lively dead machinery.
We boast over the nile, but the nile care not of us.
We clap for mosquito but mosquito says we are wicked.
The mighty stone roared.
Who dare to silence him ?
The great lizard fought among the big snakes.
Who will help this situation ?
My hands are running after war.
Who dare to cut them off ?
The valley is fond swimming in blood.
The hills are singing in blood.
Where do we stand to look ?
Hmmm !
The ants are ready to fight for liberty.
The atmosphere is hot against them.
Who will lead them ?
The banana sheet is dry.
The banana pod is rotten.
The plantation becomes empty.
Who will reform the plantation ?
The streams roll backward.
The magnificent glass broke them.
The tape rule become rotten.
Hmmm !
How do we arrange our kitchen ?
The power become to the cockroach.
But the power is been used by the housefly.
Who will tell the housefly that the cockroach is annoy ?
The sharpered axe of six edge is raised by the great warrior and the seventh edge has started consuming.
Who is there to laugh the sweating monkey ?
Hmmm !
Iroko reject sacrifice.
Timbers reject flowers.
Rubber reject seedling.
Forest is in agony.
Who will tell the cat not to eat flesh ?
Who will tell the birds not to echo ?
Who will write a letter to lion not to roar.
Who will run after this lame man ?
Who will add madness to this insane being ?
Who will stop this rugged man to drink more ?
Hmmm !
Life is scattered.
Who will mend the shoe of life ?
Who will iron the cloth of life ?
Who will cut the bushy hair of life ?
The deaf has become dumb.
The dumb has become deaf.
The handicap has become cripple.
Hmmm !
Who will fight for his fellow ?
The palm wine tapper has lost the two sight.
Palm Trees becomes sore.
The green pasture is left unweeded.
Sellers are in sorrow.
The citizen are laughing in sorrow
And the king is rejoicing in poverty.
Hmmm !
My calendar give me not the exact date.
The time refuse to tell me that am wasting.
And my hairs refuse to tell me that life is short.
Who is there to calm this roaring cockroach ?
Who will help this sweating monkey out ?
Who will tell this rugged man to stop drinking.
The war has began
Let every one buckle his knicker for trouser can't help the situation.
Let's move to the battle field.

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