Oluwasola Elisha Poet Rhyme

The Fountain

The well of wealth attraction
The beginning of our destruction
The source of wealth turned source of death
Yet daily we grow deeper into debt 
On our soil, they shed their blood in the name of interest
How and what feel is none of their interest 
Our leaders they will not allow to res
It is either you grant their interest 
Or become an enemy of the West
Those that called their bluff are called terrorists
Their blood they use to paint our streets
Millions of barrels they daily pull away 
In return giving us money for sweet
What sin did we sin?
We are simply in possession of the fountain.

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Anselmo Boles February 6, 2022 at 7:44 PM It is truly disheartening that there's so much corruption and greed from iron fists, running rampant in the governments that represent your citizens in that part of the world, and not much in the form of penalty or punishment are being imposed on them. I can feel your hurt and despair and I'm sorry. I do still hope that in the near future, there will be valiant souls who will demand change and find reform...ab Oluwasola Elisha May 29, 2022 at 3:51 PM Thank you so much Anselmo Boles. It is a reality we have to deal with. I appreciate your comment and feedback