He comes uninvited like the wind,
blood and nature feels its countenance,
no one placates its wrath when rekindled,
even the most formidable defense crumbles at his feet,
haughtiness is one of its attribute.
Oh! How I hate and detest him,
Perfidy lingers with its movement,
dines with the rich, feast with the affluent.
He is so arrogant that he takes at will,
respecter of no man,
who knows when he will come for me?
I pray am ready.
Fare well Chinua Achebe