Did they say you won’t see tomorrow
Claiming your life would be drenched in sorrow
Tell them your warrior is drawing near
Did they say you’ll get in trouble
And all your worries would incessantly double
Tell them they are the ones who should fear
Who is he that makes your day frightening
Tell me. I shall strike him like lightning
Fear not, I shall bruise his bragging head
He would wish he were long dead
Than face the wrath I’ve chosen to bring
They shall all flee at the blast of my gun
My voice would shake them till they run
An unending dirge they would sadly sing
So my dear, walk with pride wherever you go
Stay calm as ever, for your warrior tells you so
Written by: Ogoluwa Simon Ojewale
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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