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Don'T You Care

Don't you care? Lives are ended daily The state becomes so bally to live in, the people killed like chicks you rear Yet you move about in a rally neglecting your promise to care You are indeed a wally. Do you really care? Students stay at home for weeks, months over four The education sector is disintegrating Yet your beautifulugly children are advancing their studies in the whiteman's country You indeed are a wally. I know you don't care loyal ones are rare You call yourselves leaders of the country Yet you swallow our money and step it down with adultery while the commoners are suffering In anguish they are living. No, you don't care Nemesis is there to care for you and your generations who are not here to see you wear the garment that will sear you even to hell.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 6/9/2014 10:20:00 AM
Thank you for this powerful testament and for so creatively and eloquently bringing these issues to light. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your people. kindest regards.
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Date: 5/23/2014 4:17:00 AM
Can you make time to read my piece 'Song of the Sea'? There we share the same plight.
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Date: 5/22/2014 12:32:00 PM
sad but true.. but even so I still hope that someday somehow a great leader will rise. A leader who truly care for his people.
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Date: 5/22/2014 10:02:00 AM
Eyitayo Kemisola Lizzy, this is deep deep cry from the depth of your heart. Dear sister from the same motherland, though it's being a long journey and we've been deprived of a lick of honey...there will be light at the end of this tunnel. Sister cheer up (this i say with caution).
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Omotehinse Eyitayo Kemisola Lizzy
Date: 5/22/2014 10:17:00 AM
it is really touching to see our fellow nigerians in great pains and anguish. it shouldn't be.

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