[Weaving of Words]
Big bye-bye to the very valiant Fidel Castro
Aged 90 a Cuban khaki man who would shoot shots in row
Well, as all rulers are killers to the light the likes of Ya’ardua
To the crimson calling with the Abacha with his piercing roar
Living long less n’ well
Better living long lots the hell
Well, bye to the good rulers that had trodden the rotten face of the earth
With all her wanton wars and ceaseless breathe of injustices
Shame to all of ’em that had come with policies as hard as Mechanics Math.
For me that the masses solve n’ in circles for ages of wailings yet with grim-good faces
Greetings to the legends dying n’ decaying in dirt for having tried enough rulers
I extol their spirits wherever they lie now for their serving hours
Great glories to the ruler of all rulers for His inconsistencies
He who made the world good n’ evil but façades on fences.