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from Chapter 7, Things Fall Apart

Chinua Achebe

Eze elina, elina!
     Sala
Eze ilikwa ya
lkwaba akwa oligholi
Ebe Danda nechi eze
Ebe Uzuzu nete egwu
     Sala

King, do not eat, do not eat!
     Sala
King, if you eat it
You will weep for the abomination
Where White Ant installs king
Where Dust dances to the drums
     Sala