The men that swore to love you
They are here asking for their gifts back
They chant in unison a Carmel’s back is broken, she needs to see a doctor
A man owns all
The men that swore to love you
They are here, one is with his bottle, the cripple, the power craving and the chief priest.
Where are you ?
There is a reconciliation of angered spirits
The men that swore to love you
Sang music to impractical rhythms
They spat promises into the air
As your name escaped their breathing
The men that swore to love you
Their wives are here, some chanting curses
And others pleading to have them back
Ifeatu The virgin,
Ifeatu the mother of many children
Ifeatu the deacon
The men that swore to love you
They stroked your hair as they helped you push your children into the sewers
The men that swore to love you
They were no more to be found
When ifeatu the great fell back
Bed ridden from her sins
The men that swore to love you
Love you no more.
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