Lying on my Raffia sofa
comes the quivering of our earth.
a grumpy thunder grumbling,
its sound wave tumbling.
Deep in the ears of our earth,
this horror voice is rumbling.
A dusty rain showering on our roofs;
dark cloud invading white,
a dreadful lightning tattoo our sky.
the highest hills and mountains shivering
oh! Yeh! why is our world trembling?
Oh! No!
A giant 'Iroko' tree has fallen
what a great lost we are befallen
Africa's mind is deepened in silence, sullen.
Our gigantic 'iroko treee'
the sunrise to sunset of your life
is a drive,
a strive,
a fight for freedom
that left you in years of solitude
in the semi-darkness of the white man's cell,seldom.
you are indeed an emblem of our Jerusalem,
a creature of wisdom,
the 'Opomulero of African kingdom.
Goodbye MADIBA
fair well in my native language, 'odigba'
your image will never fade from our imagination
to human race,
you are a wonderful donation
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