*Naked songs for Iyen!*
_By: Goodluck Osama Ogbeide_

Farewell is not always well, 
We stood by you;  yet,  you fell. 

And death came to trade again, 
Without signatory and bargain 

This time,  smuggling our precious pie
Without considering our tie

Grasped the nettle of Iyen
Considering not his smartness like a wren

Your humble gesture
Was a test of true moisture

Energetic body turned cocoyam leaf
Weak to its roots in grief

It is certain, 
Like the funeral curtain

The town-crier cannot play the gong 
And dance to his own dingdong


Goodbye, Prince Ehis Iyen 

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