Lamentation for Jos

Am anguished for the land of my weaning
For the path of apocalypse she is leaning
Her peace and beauty is despoiled
So much death her lands are soiled
Oh what attrocities so despicaple
So shocking what men are capable

Bum bum came the ricochets of bullets
Blood flowed freely from slashed gullets
I did hold my peace if that were all the shame
Alas! There were nimal cravings they didnt tame
Roasted human flesh became a delicacy
Its so foul I'll leave out the intricacy

Oh my heart is filled with so much rage
I could muster an intifada against this age
What shame in this epoch so lame
Upon the land who is to blame
A sweet people turning to cannibals
Egged on by wicked despots and cabals