It's Everywhere

Hunger has got blood eyes. He's chased and preyed upon the folks here And assailed even those behind the grocery bags That troubles me not So far I'd have palm-wine To care for my cares The flu is on the loose again Now with a bigger flute. He's lured so many to his court With his melodious sound That troubles me not So far I have palm-wine To care for my cares. Futility now walks with barrel. He's robbed the hunter of his usual gain. His wail even outweighed the last rain. That troubles me not So far I have palm-wine To care for my cares. NOW, my palm-wine seller Raced across my path With million Debts on her tail Wearing devouring gapes. That troubles me a lot For no palm-wine To care for today's cares