Kal Mysters

I should never have laid with Zara.

Yes I did. A long time ago. But it wasnt what she say.

Woke up in the healer's tent — nothing I could feel.

Yellow liquid, broken ribs — needles stitching skin and steel.

"Your spine is crushed," she said. "Your body mends."

Your body heals. But that is where the mercy ends.

Damballa's voice crept in — bleeding mind to mind:

"The Ezes united against us, leaving us behind."

I screamed for Ijele in a tent, stripped and bare.

Even the linger of her scent wasn't there.

From dust we came, and to dust we shall return,

That's what the Queen of Sine said while Amadioha's ambition burned.

"If you move to take the capital, you'll find pain, then find death."

But nothing stops the Thunder — not even his last breath.

Five days in the dark. My army losing faith.

My captains talked of treason. My captains talked of hate.

Damballa held the line: "One more day, that's all I ask,"

While I sat rotting behind a painted mask.

But nothing can stop the thunder.

Chalk across my chest. Two axes.

Two axes. Two axes.

A map of Kal Mysters. The Bondye's golden throne.

"Since Niri has left us — Canis takes the crown alone."

Damballa locked his jaw: "We ride into our grave."

But the Thunder does not listen — rage has filled the void.

Kwenu! Aye! Ke Kwenu! Aye!

A thousand men marching to the edge of Kal Mysters.

From dust we came, and to dust we shall return,

That's what the Queen of Sine said while Amadioha's ambition burned.

"If you move to take the capital, you'll find pain, then find death."

But nothing stops the Thunder — not even his last breath.

Oh-oh! The blue light flashed from the towers.

Three men turned to smoke — their screams cut in seconds.

Flash after flash, the towers burned bright,

Turning Niri warriors to dust in the light.

Ironsi vanished, screaming "The towers!" — his last,

Five hundred souls erased in the blast.

Wahala! The Thunder was wrong.

Kal Mysters played them all along.

From dust we came, and to dust we shall return,

That's what the Queen of Sine said while Amadioha's ambition burned.

"If you move to take the capital, you'll find pain, then find death."

But nothing stops the Thunder — not even his last breath.

Omoro threw his shield up, white light from his palms,

Deflecting tower beams with trembling arms.

"Sound the retreat!" he screamed through the haze,

As brothers turned to ash in the blue-fire blaze.

The warriors went out like candles, one by one they fell,

The orderly charge descended into hell.

Omoro grabbed Damballa in a flash of white light —

Pulled him from the killing field at the edge of the fight.

"This is your doing, Amadioha!" Damballa screamed,

"You led us to their trap. Blind to what they schemed."

The plain was a sandstorm of all that remained —

The dust of ours, the ash of the slain.

From dust we came, and to dust we shall return,

That's what the Queen of Sine said while Amadioha's ambition burned.

"If you move to take the capital, you'll find pain, then find death."

But nothing stops the Thunder — not even his last breath.

I asked Damballa how many made it.

But the answer made me weak.

"So many brothers... dust. Ash. Three hundred left."

I am the man who brought war. Now I face what I have sown.

"I cannot lead them. I cannot stand.

Take the crown, Damballa. Take my command."

The War Eze of Canis... was an Eze no more.

From dust they came to follow me... and to dust I sent them home.

Ijele Kamanu, why did you leave me?

Zara Megu, why you decieve me?

Ojukwu Megu, why did you leave me?

Ezes, why did you leave me?