GOVERNOR OF THE PEOPLE (Dedicated to Dr. Alex .C. Otti - OFR) ×××××××××××× Poet: Mr. Rays We rejoice like nursing mother Who murdered the sorrow of child birth A fatherly mother pampering us like a new born baby He used pensions to settle our debts Used salaries to clean our tears What a fatherly love! That cares us alot Like a new loft A difficult road Which is full of load Has landed us on a soft loave Creating some paths beneath water ground The grand master has taken over the mountain Where we travel to see the fountain fall built in Abia.