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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When would the vegetables in my farmland grow? Others have harvested theirs but mine is yet To germinate after many month of impatient wait Take the children away and share them among my brethren I have no money to train them but I can impregnate women As many times as they want it am a man Here I would sit and would not journey to the mountains My life is too precious to me to suffer in vain when others would work And then I eat without laboring among them in the farm Where are they going this early morning? My legs have developed the mind of their own I can’t risk taken that bold step of faith My life would be better soon as I live It is well with my soul at home. Come fear and dwell in my abode Come weakness and entangle my legs I can’t take risk unnecessarily to the mountains The governments are bad to the core The economy is not favourable to me How would I move forward when I am not like them? They are better than me in every thing they do The rich men had stolen all the money Poor I am without bread to eat Commoners are voiceless and I can’t express my self I would remain here until I die in penury Perhaps my potential shall be useful in the graveyard What should I think of while I am poor? I didn’t go to school, I won’t make it My children shall build the houses in my compound I am too old to work Can I make it without a platform? The governments are the rogues in the country Why was I born without money and wealth? Twenty four hours is too small for me to work The lizards in my house are for decoration I would sleep all day hustling don’t pay Soon I would rule the country and steal their funds Make the bed for me I want to sleep Posterity would not count on me Why should I work day and night when They all sit at home and steal money with pen? I won’t work but I shall be rich Advice are meant for the fools
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