Temptation

By Bro. C. Kulagoe

Come with me to town, For that's where I'm bound; To hear no voice, but electrical sound, And dance with my feet touching no ground.

Won't you come with me, To walk and wander through such immensity?

From hill-top into the warmth of the sea, Man, what wonder you're bound to see!

Won't you like to ride a scooter, And zoom here and there, whisk near and far?

It's good to see you again sah!

You get that even from the bar.

Sports? We have it all, From jig-saw puzzle to basketball.

We play it at home, we play it at the poll; We play it from nightfall to nightfall.

Buildings magnificent—why look more?

They line the streets and fringe the shore, Rising up high to the tenth floor!

Red parrots squawk and nest by the door.

People in mass. You can hardly be alone.

Streets and alley-ways echo the hub-hub monotone.

Polished floors creak, and stairs groan.

Turn on the radio when you are alone!