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There is an ancient Yoruba poem about Àró, the alien.

Listen, the translation is below the Yoruba original.

Mo gbinlá mi sóko

Mo gbinkàn mi sóko

Ewúrẹ́ Àró fi jẹ;

Àgùtàn Àró fi jẹ

Èmi ò mọ ohun Àró ní mo ṣe.

I planted okra on my farmland

I planted garden eggs on my farmland

The aliens’ goat ate it all up

The aliens’ sheep ate it all up

What wrong have I done to give aliens a refuge?

This is what is happening now to us.

What wrong have we committed

That the Aro is turning our forest reserves and our farms

Into a grazing field?

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