Dante Besong
They say he committed suicide
Suicide, they say he committed
This has kept wagging tongues busy
Another demagogue gone down the drain
The filth of his own mess smeared him
The guilt of his malevolence haunted him
Now he lies in state, waiting for the box
Who can possibly forget the extravagant orgies he organized
When stooges appeared in fantasy regalia
His bestial avarice made him suck the economy dry
Now we limp, in agony we cry,
Why would tongues not wag?
Did he care about the peasants?
Or about how they toiled the soil where he fed?
Today they talk of state burial
What will it amount to?
Colossal expenses on the sate economy or
Inevitable budget swindling
Oh! Africa, when shall we have redemption?
When shall we be free from their grip?
Lord help us!
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