War Lord !
“The Captain that disgraces Men as would the dearth of Money”
This duty is on your head by Fate’s decree
A Mother of Million Mothers
Some of my great grand children are probably dead
The rest that’s left have been through Wars
Throwing them into sloppy edges of the North And South And East And West
Those who went Over Sea Enjoy the Game of Fame and name
How is the War Front?
And leaving family?
You owe no mortal your life
Defying a plague is so much bravery.
I beseech thee
Save the arrogant children who want to sell their life cheaply to a plague
“The sole of the feet has always led the path”
Soldier do wetin you want but don’t fall in love with blood
Have Mercy on your Nigeria.