WHERE IS THE DELTA IN THE NIGER?

WHERE IS THE DELTA IN OUR NIGER?
No! I see no Delta in our Niger...
It has gone far far years beyond,
They that came, diminished and magically vanished and vacated and impoverished the Delta in our Niger.

WHERE IS THE DELTA IN OUR NIGER?
No! I see no Delta in our Niger...
It is a soup of mirage cooked by the scavengers.
They that came, throw a spare into that thing that makes our Delta a Niger and makes our Niger a Delta.

WHERE IS THE DELTA IN OUR NIGER?
No! I see no Delta in our Niger...
They came and manufactured doom of skyscrapers and did nothing,
As our something is now  nothing,
And if nothing is done,
Nothing is nothing...

WHERE IS THE DELTA IN OUR NIGER?
No! I see no Delta in our Niger...
When her dwellers have coined her failures to a kingdom of market place.
And smartinglly killed her voices,
to loan gold and silver of crass circumstances.

Oh My Delta! You, my unblemish mother, that had hopelessly suckled the breast of our Niger.
You have Married mirage as husband and gave birth to Ali Baba and the Fourty thieves through reincarnation.

A wonder wand of your magical source made my consciousness float up on the Niger aimlessly.
The soul of Delta journeying to no where of somewhere into the womb of the embattled scavengers...
Taking us to a dangerous freedom.