What is Gentle, he loved - What is Otherwise, I adored

-Poem of Okonkwo and Unoka-

A bird who sings in the morning when the first dew forms
He loved
He sings along, or takes his flute to add to the tune
How he loved dearly

A bird who sings in the morning when the first dew forms
Is a nuisance
I longed to spring from my bamboo bed
And kill it with a stone

Money comes and goes
He spends it merrily
Never worrying as his pouch grows small
Nor that his family cries

Money comes and goes
I take them into consideration
What is earned should be used well
Nothing comes without a price

Blood and cries of agonies on the battlefield
He shed his eyes away
Longing for his ears to only hear music
He turns a blind eye to the world

Blood and cries of agonies on the battlefield
I meet them with my own
I withstand the most horrifying
I have no fear