February 28, 2024

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!
The Hens on the top of their voices cluck.
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!
Away from danger, away from the human world.

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!
It’s the festive period, our end is near.
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!
It’s near Christmas and the New year.

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
The Humans must think we’re so dumb.
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
We feel the heat already, we’re not numb.

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
In cages with sharp net, they put us in.
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
No wages they pay us, it’s not an inn.

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
We shout as they slice the necks of our friends.
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
See the blood of my Father, see the blood of my fiend!

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
The big thighs of our mother split with that thing!
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
The tears and cries that comes from within!

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
The shivers sent down our spine.
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
The Helter skelter that takes place in our shrine.

Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
Going into seclusion with some peace of mind.
Kukuruuku! Kukuruuku!!
What a King that does everything to give us a bind.

Olujobi Busayo

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