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Poor but Strong Credit: https://openclipart.org/detail/240490/poor-mother-and-kids Like a driftwood, she is rocked around by life Daily hustle barely provides her food She consumes garbage with gratitude Her empty pockets limit her plans to a day She prays for the warm summer But, Antarctica becomes her lover She prepares for the cold weather But, she is embraced by the desert heat Each new dawn comes with a fresh cycle of thorns And no one seems to care if she crashes and burns Suffering clothes her as the flesh clothes bones The gate to wealth is more guarded than Alcatraz She is accustomed to grovelling and begging With every benefactor attempting to take advantage Crumbs embedded inside layers of manipulating Further compounding the odds against her Reality of lack has even made her so brittle Constant fever remains her pain relief Frequent dementia fuels her hope for a better future She has realised that she has only ‘her’ to alleviate ‘her pain’ Wh

We Own the Crown Credit: http://clipart-library.com/crown-cliparts.html Every day we sing praises to our kith and kin Our local leaders, who seem to have no sin Brothers of before, but cruel gods of now How did we get to this point? Na juju? We cherish their tight-fisted charity They give us peanut and we reflexively ‘jaiye’. The remaining gold, they freely plunder Unwillingly given. But who can question them? Wake up! We have refused to recognise dishonesty Even from hypocrites in authority Who sandwich deceit in piety When will we see people as they are? We rather blame others for our demise Those whose crime is that they are not ‘one of us’ Countrymen or not, we can’t but despise Rioting cancer. Is there no cure to this virus? Wake up! “This country will never improve". A passive man's mantra We complain unending but do nothing “Our opinions do not count”. Another blasphemy! Eternally indifferent. No will to act. Na so common sense dey sc