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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When the stomach of a child Who has overfed rumbles, it is not In memory of the empty hands of the past Or what the future holds in hand It is to mock hunger by saying all is well for now! All is not well for tomorrow’s grinding hunger When the Ministers of chronic poverty Are the symptomatic children of gluttony. The politicos eat their fill of the national cake Down to their kin, while the dry crumbs Are earmarked for poverty alleviation. Today, like yesterday immemorial They formulate policies, sign MOUs Host conferences, organize seminars Then publish readymadecopypaste reforms Before the press and assembly On how to terminate the gene (ration) of poverty. But then, await aids, charities Foreign loans, Sani and Diezani’s loots Which are then looted again. Only for the political meme To procreate poverty, a social gene. All is not well When inflation drowns and hunger mounts. You who eat until your every anatomy become fibroid And then you say all is well. Have you ever heard or felt The roar and bite of empty stomachs Or the crackling ribs of raving hunger? And have you felt the hopelessness of trying To perceive the aroma of tomorrow’s break of fast? We cannot live by charities Palliatives and crude empowerment alone But from every sustainable development Infrastructures and industrialization. Our palms cannot always be spread under the sun Awaiting bronze coin and silver manna. No more nagging stomachs, colourless eyes And furrowed brows No more the darkness distributed by PHC No more the public wealth shared by NASS And their fellows, the contractors No more business monopoly, hoarding and inflation No more the love for foreign lands and goods To the detriment of the homeland No more insecurity, hate speech and division No more fraud, immorality, tribalism and mediocrity No more laziness, vain speech and promises No more the birth of the almajirai and abandoned projects No more the suit, cassock and agbada ministers of poverty!
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