konye ori - Echoes from Umofia

The priestess has abandoned the shrine
The gods have been bundled for sacrifice
The ancestors are trapped in the world of the spirits
Kola nuts no longer have the yam god salivate
The Iroko is no longer an Iroko
The Juju-mans stick is now burning fire-wood
The land no longer drinks the libations of her people
The Oja-flute is played
The Ekwe drum is beaten
And the ogene is sounded
But the spirits are no longer moved to dance the rain dance
The people of Umofia have become people from Umofia.

konye ori

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