By
Ayange Nor
Yesterday you were nomads
Grazing from Sudan to Niger area.
In Benue valley you met Takuruku's descendant And wrote on his face
a friend while at back goat for the hyena.
You gave him two cows
Though he returned later
I'm a farmer not herdsman
You painted him with a name munchi,
In a special way God named him Tiv
While tending cows with stick
Your wife was exchanging milk for food
Now that you befriend arsenal
The yam is shading tears of adamant.
Oduduwa seems to be silent
hence the knock is on another's door
when grasses engulf fire
The trees shouldn't laugh yet
Till water comes for rescue.
Igboid, why persists now to separate your house?
you were also giving us deaf ears.
With horns and holves
The cow is annihilating the yam
Though others are making merry.
When bull enters factory and market
Every machine and shop
will wail to no avail,
The Chief farmer in His glory
Will grace the yam to regerminate.
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