THE GODS MUST BE THIRSTY BY ORIPINYE OLUMIDE TZEBLON.

_pa pa pa pa pa pa_

Shrinking noses on the highway of death,

I heard this sound sipping in through the window on a bloody morn,

What ! So cheap ! Its a norm,

 _pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa_,

 _eni ori yo o dile_,

caverns are made through the heart of many,

wails like the hails of mighty stones crashing against the air,

now that death has met us on the way,

we would shed our breath in his kettle 

and and watch in decaying pride as he feasts,

 _pa pa pa pa pa pa pa_, 

the jungle is on the streets,

where soldiers fight against office workers,

 _gbi gbi gbi_  these men move with deadly pride,

 _aye o ! Aye akamara_ ,

Now that the king's guard has slaughtered the throne's heir,

even before the gate of harmony...

Maybe this saga would repeat itself again....

Because who knows if the gods 

might want to quench their thirst tomorrow,

 _pa pa pa pa pa pa pa_ 

your placards have brought miserableness to _mama_ .

ORIPINYE OLUMIDE

(TZEBLON).

The bard speaks on the continuous challenges in Nigeria. he says the gods should be in need of something. From COVID 19 to End SARS, even the law goes against the protection of rights.