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IRONY OF LIFE

People betrayed me because of what I don't have Now they have what I want but can't give it to me Kindness is who you are not what you have, take note Common sense is not common but discrimination is Discernment is the guild of a wise man every dawn. Think different from others staying unique amidst Behaving in a reasonable way without condemnation Taking good decisions reach intelligent conclusions In a world of instant gratification and dishonesty Strong moral principles refuse to change to fit in. People laughs and bully the man with driven purpose But comes around when it's beneficial and nourishing Supports you when they see growth and bountifulness Despise when you start creating boundaries not bonds Unaware of the trauma's their ridicule did to the soul. Police station closing by 10:00pm for security reasons Traders, transporters are now the watchmen of the city An engineer is now working as an accountant in the bank Criminals are now the leaders and rulers in our country Men of integrity are now slaves and prisoners of the law. Apprentice portraying as master and masters now apprentice The only fire station in the city was burned down by fire Power holding company of Nigeria using Gasoline Generators Brothers are now strangers to themselves because of money Mediocre spirits had been great oppositions to great mind Non believers are now preachers and leaders of religions A pilot resigned due to the fear of heights, unbelievable Show compassion, offer support, and refrain from judgment Always an unspoken initiation every person is undergoing.

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