In time past, I lived in a town
where humanity was sound
where, although different in house and pounds
in equality we lived because unity was found,
and because the east and north and west, all were like south
Then, although from Ikeja and Okija,
Tunde was Chioma's best friend,
to care for and to defend
genuinely, never to pretend
but in sincerity, to complement
Even Amina from Mina
ate Ikenna's abacha
Not minding he's from Asaba
And Priye, too, from Benin
swam in the stream with Utin
who, although from Mkpat-Enin
with his parents, often traveled to Illorin without worries.
But soon we became of age
And things began to change
Priye and Utin no longer dovetail
because they think they are no more in the same page
Even Tunde can no longer marry Chioma
Because Papa says 'no' to omo Yoruba...
We became wise and in wisdom we are now mad