To cry away this rivers in my soul
These rivers of pensive tears
That clog my soul in pains
That my heart would not drown
Remove these dams and let my Niger flow
To swallow this dirty Onitsha market
Screaming and touting in my head
Let my flood eat up Abuja road
And barricade every contact with them
Allow me to shade these tears
That my heart could swim through
Through this putrid murky stream
With tick creamy tears
That this rain could not wash away
Let the sun not shine again
Let the stars die and give no light
That my tears should not dry
And let the rivers run
Till there’s no more
‘cos men don’t cry…
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