Bara roams our streets 
The ubiquitous grins 
Vultures circles our skies 
Our land painted in reds 
The Folly laughs 

Bara, 
Okunrin kukuru, Okunrin gogoro 
Okunrin peke bi ori atana 
Esu abani woran bi a orida 
A yi kondu seyin eleyin 
O soro ana di moran 
Koju ti mo. 

Bara Visits 
Our water, turned sour 
His moist hands, he dips in our meal 
Down he gulps our share 
Hungry he leaves us. 

Egunugun keeps watch 
Praying to Bara for more 
Orisanla, wisdom we pray for 
To navigate through these tough times 
For Bara has come to stay.

by Amudipe Opeyemi Marcus