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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You looking towards the sky hoping to get something? Aigbofa lanwoke, ifakan kosi ni paara. Why and how would you do that when you're not Abraham, Unto him whose life was tested to be the father of all nations? Could you stand such test with no hope for better thing? Try it and you see your life be better, Neither can the mother soil do same. In the sacks she uses to exist gold coast our hopes are pack to other nations. What's our hopes and where lies our lives? Even the grave can't question her judgment, Lest it dies the second death before the judgment of Messiah. Iku npalosan onpaloru, The poor daily cry and the rich grow in their desire. Our lads are the weapons of the merchant crew While their children are being nurture for political sits. The beautiful ones are yet to be born and the ugly are failing to die. This is the stream of our daily cry. Haven't lost focus the use of hijab is the major talk in town That our schools are forced to be closed down. All in pretence of the right to religion and association, Neglecting that not all right is absolute for the purpose of peace of the nation. Look into my eyes and tell me that my skull has gone below my ankle. And I will tell you that a trial of putting on this right cant be handle. Think oh think my dear, Cos the mother soil needs us more for it to be clear. Better than being the generation of Cain for the power that rest in us. ©Olorode Olorunleke Samuel.
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