By Ibrahim Kegbegbe
Mr. Peace among the creatures has gone
Neither by any stabbing weapons nor by gun
The murderer has to traced to be caught
With much torture, he should be taken to court
After he had been locked up in a cell
But this complainer is going to market to sell
Even if he has money in bales
They can never be used for him to be bailed
Looking forward, I saw Mr. Peace’s sons
Even his daughters are all sun
Crying for their father to rise
But the unconcerned fanatics are fighting for rice
The dogs are weeping and ready to bark
Just for Mr. Peace to be back
Where are the cowardly rascals in 1993 on June 12!
The disciples with the Messiah were not more than 12
Ahmad, Nadar&co fought like the Twelvers
Their impacts brought democracy and the present national achievers
With Goodness, Precious, Peace, and Harmony
Like a thoughtful lecturer, Titilayo Soji-Oni

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