When I am sad
And it seems everyone has let me down...

Melancholy
Gloom...

When I was younger
I used to think...

When the mood is high
And you to run away with yourself...

It is when we play that we know
Who is angry...

In the evening
The shop owners...

Who killed my father,
Will he kill me too...

At the sound of the gun
The squirrel falls dead...

Why do you worry
When your brother grows...

Alas for the widow's mite
That which Christ adjudged...

Jesus looks at Nigeria
As once he beheld the leper...

Winding the clock's screw
Round and round...