Rhythm from drums come calling out of earshot
Stomping feet heard from faraway
Singers humming tunes from the heaviest of hearts
Tunes not strong enough to call out dancers
The few that sway to this tune
Sway to a dirge from strange times
Caused by a leader overwhelmingly chosen
For they said he has Good Luck
Good luck that will bring forth great tunes
For the new dance season
The season has come upon us all
Yet our bodies cannot dance to the new rhythm
For in Good Luck, we search for Better Luck
Written by: Don Veta Akpoveta
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson