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REPORIENTATION ÒTÈ The humming of bees is all that creeps into the ears They erect their abode just behind the walls And great shall be the shape of the rubble on their scalps The fall of the skies won't be a danger to just one Shhhhhh, two will not just inherit the pains for all The soup is cooked with the mouth of two and the feast sponsored by three They said the eyes of "Lagbaja" was found in the mouth of "Tamedo" Boom! It becomes pandemic, peace thus become a topic for historians "Egbìnrìn òtè" The end of which is non-existent Family against family Wounds that never heal It becomes the games of generations Purposes and destinies receive torture And gbam! Glories with fortunes are murdered A mouth that doesn't rest sets the world on fire And explanations without evidence can never be short No one hoes fault towards themselves They only plan and spread the shame like wildfire Boo! They dash him away unto solitude He enters reservation mode and ...