For all she was a Rauspidour
Yet she dined the swamp
Just to prove to all the land
A defying daughter of the man!
She taught legends to myth
Tarnished superstitions and hoax
Created a Kingdom, the swamp yield
To the rambles of a Rauspidour spring
If she takes the name of a bastard
who else defy such a man?
A lovely spring of a loved woman
The only one!…
If she wasn’t hung on a tree!
How can two kings rule a tiny Kingdom?
He taught about it hard overnight
The next night
The swamp had candles all over the dirty water
by Odudu Apkaete