The urge to resist is in me,
but I fear for my life,
for I am a simple man,
with no knife, no gun and no urge to kill.
Some before me have tried,
yes, they tried to be heroes,
but moja mosa lan mo Akinkanju,
they forgot this and died. .
Dying here is an unsure business,
my countrymen are ungrateful,
my country is reeking of dirt,
no gun salute or state burial,
I would not be immortalized. .
Moreover, temi bawa, oun nireti, properties are useless for the dead,
I cannot leave my family to suffer,
awon omo olomo larin ero. .
I am not a coward, infact I see myself a silent Hero,
to bear the curse of my country,
as I will hand over the key,
to the cold steel behind my head.