The Boys And The Bomb- World War 3, Here We Come By Niyi Osundare
(In the background, this song, threnodically:
An fo’ye l’oju
An min Janduku j’oye
An fo’ye l’oju*)
Grand World War, here we come
From a cannibal asylum to a fatal farce
The Big One is coming, Apocalypse of Ashes
The world we know is tottering on the brink
Two Boy-Kings with clownish heads
Both loud-mouthed and supremely insane
So many nuclear toys under their sick, intemperate command
They boast and bluff and provoke a blast
“You have no place in our Nuclear Club”,
The bigger Boy tells the younger one“
“Destroy your toys and invite my gang
To come to your house and inspect your forge”
“But your land is full of the lethal stuff,
Your land and those of all your friends
What is good for one Gangster is good for another
You look too dirty to be Mr. Clean”
“I will vaporize your country within a second”,
The Bigger Boy shouts like one possessed
“Try it, old Braggart, try it fast
You will know the towering tree never falls alone”
And so, war drums and drums of war
A new mad Emperor in the Western realms
Who tweets and tattles before he thinks
And takes the bomb as a trendy toy
Open your eyes, Peoples of the World
Light your future with a lamp from your past
The clouds now gathering in the seething sky
Will drown us all if we fail to kick
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*They blinded the world
They put a crook on the throne
They have blinded the world
