The Root Cause

Sometimes, better to dig it up Right from the root And expose it to daylight Cos' it's not good for a man to sleep all day And not wake up to his responsibilities It's not normal If he pushes his wife out to the street To hustle and to fend for the family My son Something has gone terribly wrong The head has been cut-off The crown of honour removed You can no longer tame your own wife when she goes ire Shouting on top of the roof I feed you, cloth you, Go out all day to work And you lay back at home Can't pick up a stick of broom Can't sweep the house You didn't clean the toilet You didn't wash the dishes You are good for nothing My son Which ear can hear these things and not tingle Which stomach can take it and not have diarrhea For nothing kills a man so quickly than a wife's abuse It's more poisonous than a viper's sting It's like a dagger stabbed deep into his heart When a wife crosses her legs very tight And refuse to open for her own husband It's not normal, It's not right My son Something has gone terribly wrong She has found another man She has found a love nest A home away from home She returns late, goes to night vigil And before your very eyes Your wife flirt around Selling her own body And buying pity with her tongues My husband is dead He is no longer a man He's now a ghost of himself My son Which brain can ponder on these things And not have migraine Which eyes can see such abomination And not weep blood When a man is weak and listless When his energy fails him When he withdraws from the fight for life And give up trying It means his head has been captured And now he's a walking corpse All misfortune has root There is no smoke without fire So dig deep, right into the root To discover the true cause of your failures My son It could be arrows from enemies within There's no medicine that can cure ancestral curse None can cure a father's curse When a man soil his hands in murky waters When his wife cooks up concoction that turn him into a nincompoop When a step mother's witchcraft enchantments Keep steering his soul in a pot of fire There's no medicine man that can deliver him from the spell Except by fasting and praying