The ancestral deities of our fathers
What wrong have we done?
We weren’t there when the
agreements were made,
Why the spiritual and physical torments?

Though many a soul sacrificed
Youths tormented day and night
Sorrows and pains sting their souls
What is the way out of the ancestral agwu?

Many a man rendered useless
Not all madness is natural
Not all deaths are glorious
home calls,
Some are manmade home calls
While many are ancestral agwu.

Our ancestors mortgaged our
destinies to their deities,
Vowed total submission and
commitment to our souls
Sinful sacrifices were made
on our behalf.

That was in the Stone Age
When religion was strictly traditional
Sacrifices were the option for atonement
of sins,
But the New religion fought and
defeated the Old.

Though many deities wept
They fought back to regain and retain
their worshippers,
But all efforts were abortive
They held unto the vows of our ancestors
To unleash sufferings and torments
to their progenies.

Though freedom abounds in the
New religion,
Where worshippers sin and smile,
They sing and pray with grudges
In their hearts,
In return the deities mock them
And hold them total captive.

“you left me to your New God
and expect fortune to smile
at your face”
Said the deities,
The vows of your ancestors speak
against you,
We agreed but you disagree.

The New religion saw it coming
She fought the Old religion,
And uprooted most of the ancestral deities
And denounced them forever,
Then freedom smiled at the
worshippers of the New religion.

The Old ways and the New ways
can never be on the same page,
The Old has its properties
The New enshrines it faith on the cross.