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AFRICAN KID's, KING OF THE STREETS.
 
From the ignition of time
Where spirit of wine loves every
Mind,
I stroll down this town backing my
Brilliant child
Traditional symbol of dark's motherly
Pride,
Africa the diagram in my eye
At age nine I understood every episode
Of the street life.
Web created of metal tread
But reacts shabbily to external treat
My kids with a pan on his head
Perambulate the streets on legs
Life span rich in hawking and gambling
Forgetting any basic help
Elementary education under this orange
Tree 
Was my best,
Basic health care is located far by the
Left
In this shallow well.
I pity for my incumbent king,
With royal feet 
Purposely neglects tomorrows wish.
African kids vomits tartared english
As my teeth is the sanctuary for disease,
Even with my dark skin,
I know majority who succeed,
I beg, lead me through this path 
Nic_named winning
Let the rich forget been stingy.
All I dream ends under this overhead
Bridge
And I see opportune kids sing and 
Eat 
Under her equipped class room ceiling.
I am also an African king carrying bitter
Tears of neglect,
I fall to prostrate to my magistrate
Please help to redeem and eradicate 
This stinking image,
It will never be late to celebrate
When internal love becomes adequate.

HABIB AKEWUSOLA.

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