ABAGA'IDU

Darkness has visited men 
In a broad day light 
The sun is sleeping and snoring 
The weather has changed its face. 

The Kwararafa Kingdom 
Is awake, 
Though the news has traveled 
Far and near. 

Who are we to question 
Our ancestors? 
They laid the foundation 
Of the kingdom. 

They built the Five Pillars 
With brooms, 
Through which frenemies 
Pay homage to the throne. 

Though sad news has visited us 
That you have traveled 
For an Ancestral Feast, 
The journey is too sudden. 

Many are weeping in solitude 
Some are playing their flutes 
Weeping and singing echo 
In the kingdom. 

In deep sleep, 
You live forever, 
A legend of blissful memory 
Your reign is ever green. 

Decades will your footprints stand 
And your tales will be told, 
To many generations, 
The reign of Aku kuvyon II.

On this sojourn journey
Present our plights to Cidon
That our walls are porous, 
Frenemies have surrounded
The Jerusalem Annex.

We need more Angels
Since Christianity has taken over
Cultures and traditions
Are weeping, 
No one to whisper to the gods. 

Who are we to question Cidon?
He knows the end from the beginning
Lions will regroup for revival,
Jerusalem Annex will never fall.