SOMEONE STOP THE ANGRY LAKE**.
We woke to a chilling morning (the few of us who did)
Under an inferno burning sun
It rained cats and dogs
Human remains caressing each other
In hopeless submission to a cruel opium
From the Buea mountain to mount Koupe
From mount Oku to the Wandara
Fear enveloped us with grief as if grief was our specialty
Helplessness of an innocent people
Precious lives chocked out of them
Sniffed away by the belching smell of an incensed lake
Where did we go wrong, my brothers?
Who will tell me where we went wrong, my sisters?
One could hear the silent hissing of the lifeless waters of the irate lake
You could see horror and despair standing on both legs a barrage of defenseless lives
Strangled in sleep deep midnight slumber near the shores of the fuming lake
Yes ... it happened !
From the grass fields of Bamenda to the arid plains of Garoua
From the forests of Mamfe to the sea shores of Kribi
Men and women still feel the pinch
That infamous belch of the enraged lake
Makes our hair stand one-by-one
As if ready to be counted
Just as we counted our dead
When the angry lake Nyos belched
Someone stop the angry lake Nyos.
**On August 21st 1986,
A crater lake in the N.W. Province of Cameroon,
Lake Nyos, emitted a poisonous gas that killed about 2000 people
Those memories remain fresh in our minds till date