My head aches
My spine shrinks
My face wrinkles
My vein spills blood
And my chest freezes to the unfreezing breeze
The Lakes cooling my angry heart that now sees lies as truth...

There was a country...
A country that was bewitched by witches and wizards
Witches without a wish
Wizards without wisdom
Together!
They bewitched this infallible land

I was not there
I was only part of history
The lines in this history is what made history historical...

How do I pass this history to my young historians?
I now have a problem with history
But with history they must get this history

Chibok was mocked
Chibok was traumatized and stigmatized
Chibok was asked to face her distant destiny

Dapchi went for honeymoon with her luggage's and treasures
She was hailed and celebrated with the loudest drums

The bewitched wondered in dismay as their lips held sway
The witches and wizards danced to their shrines with joy
Here it comes!
There was a country that was bewitched...


SUNDAY ERNEST OYINMIEBI
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