POISONED VICTORY Written by KEMKA S. IBEJI
Let's not take in one bullet Let's fight safe and stay alive Only then is our victory real We look up the sky to know To know what's far away there We lose sight of here and fall Our eyes saw the reality But our bodies are in the pits The essence of that perception? On our hunt for wealth We hurt our hearts, minds We stay away from our bodies We abandon ourselves to ills When the wealth's in grips We're eaten by sicknesses But here's wealth and more But the body, soul are gone Get me my victory Don't let it get bad Get me sound victory Please don't poison it Let not our prize be funeral Give me that victory Victory without poison.