Circumcise your ears and hear the priest
The priest in whom the gods are pleased
Discard the blindfold and anoint your eyes
For whom the gods love they chastise
Come, mend the holes in your tainted robe
And gird your waist with a silk corded rope
Come, wet your feet with elephant's milk
And strap on these sandals of satin silk
Under my tutelage as spoken by the gods
You, the regent of Odaji, against all odds
Will drink sweet honey for your sour mouth
For your achy tummy, bitter kola and broth
The voice of the gods like thunder rumbles
To the unitiated, it is nothing but a mumble
A fool with the left hand points at his elders
In his folly he sees the foolishness in others
The leaves are crimson, 'tis a new season
Show, don't tell, that you are a nice person
They welcomed you here with open arms
Go do likewise and spread the charm
THINK ON THESE:
Upon the tree that gives you shelter
Predict not doom.
The sun shines upon the good and the bad
Consider this and learn.
The abiku that comes and goes
Cannot boast of siblings.
Be not wise in your own eyes
Therein lies wisdom.
Like raging fire in a cotton field
Is anger to the soul.
When the lizard sheds its tail
It grows another.