The name is ‘Oi’ – if you please! be rid of me and be done with death and disease. The Massai of Kenya doth truly believe, the spirit of an illness lives as its disease

cleanse ye house of all’s inside, so that death and its remnants have non place to hide

across mighty waters these tales did travel – not lost in the Bermuda Triangle, not a stitch did unravel

Riddled with disease as a termite through wood, wholes in your bones – no drug will do ye good.

life unpacked as the long truck in the alley is hooked up

drums, tambourines,music and a few other things

house swept clean of all your things.

when death comes seeking, it’ll find you not weeping.