Couldn’t hold you responsible
With the exception of the players.
Aren’t you seeing?
You are absolutely different from
Other creature with your two drumheads
Covered by ordinary leather!
Have you forgotten how
The so called players
Play and bust you
At the funeral services,
Naming, traditional wedding
To mention view.
Many times, you have been exposed
To populace that you are just common
Wood covered by leather and cords
Now you claimed to be renowned
Not only in West African
But also across continents
However your offspring in
Asia could not mimic your speech like
The once in West African
You are just oldest instruments
Popularized by West Africans
Get this straight into your skull
Praise hurts more than success
Portraying yourself as a talkative
Brings no dignity to you
I even hear some of the players get drunk
Before playing you
