Okoro, Nwafor, and Ejike.
Three unwise men from the Floral east
Where spurred by an atavistic urge
To visit the Shrine of NWOKE
The Hedonist! The keeper
Of the frothy Necta
That soothes anxiety with oils of pleasure.
At the crack of dawn.
The keeper makes a journey
Far into the blurry thickest
With nothing but a twig he conquered the palm
And communes with the deities
As a Reward
He is blessed with a Necta
With which he curses Men.
From cocks crow to sunset
The Shrine of Palmfonds
Is never void of men.
Poor Devils!
Seeking to ease the heebie-jeebies of existence.
But the talisman of the necta is temporal!
The spirit only possesses for a night.
It flees by dawn cos it fears the light.
The three unwise men from the Floral east
Must make another visit to the Shrine.
They became faithfuls
They live only on the poisonous Necta
FIT ONLY FOR THE GODS.