11.
To a fictional deity that I created in my sleep,
The eagle’s wing must etch up before it split the earth,
The lion says he is the king of the jungle and does not need a map to hunt,
Was it not the earthworm that told the elephant that she was the wisest of all animals because she searched for her answers beneath the earth?
The hands that shakes the honey comb has a body that is immortal to sting
Because the python swallows and the scorpion sting does not mean that the ant will open her teeth and threaten her foe
When the man asked why the termite built houses and hid in them, he said there was nothing that its small eyes had not seen in this falling world.
The bird that told the hunter that there was no space in the sky for it to fly, turned out to be a chicken
The yams do not sprout above the earth
Water does not flow upward
We will know that the world has turned upside down when the rain starts from the floor and rise to the sky,
We will know that our names have been taken from our mouth when our ancestors answer our call without being summoned
One does not summon death, it is the only visitor that comes without calling and never leaves empty-handed.