Decades after decades I have hushed whispers that change will come Will it be like shrewd currencies in hands of Lagos drivers? Will it be like a firefly illuminating the scary dark paths? So they whisper to me to undress This fitting frock I wear It is my only inheritance from the world that is my home What do you call a leopard without its spot? For every step I took I walked ten steps back Because I am a bird with wings perching from tree to tree I am water flowing into waterfalls and rock cracks Only the living find love and acceptance For phantoms bypass each other not identifying themselves So I die a thousand times With a ray of hope that when I resurrect I 'd find what I seek