See him wail like ‘’Agbara’’.
Maybe neonate-Jaja wish to harvest
While entrap in arms of tens.
Dragged to a moiling world, neonate-Jaja weep.
The vestige of Jaja steed counts of non-falsity
Of opobo’s fame.
King Jaja clamped with bonds
Battered his path, for second he-man
To the terra-firma clans their response
diploes opobo’s prosperity.
Their new dress, as a symbol
Can’t be questioned.
as on wise is on theirs wise.
The reigning clans, resides invidiousness.
The reign of these clans continued in beats
just to kill the steed found.,
And isolate the hand in pepples house.
See, no heed runs
but up and down the lilliputians giants pulled.
canoes, machetes, pardulls all sharp to stay.
Underworld deep, deep; how was he to know,
that great steed.
Slowly falling, king Jaja of opobo.
The son who made the oily boast
Now waiting for substitute.
King Jaja of Opobo