Hostile is that world,     where the Haves have more   but the Have not have less          Hostile is that world,       where the rich groan for too much   but too meager the poor groan for    Hostile is that world,     where the bourgeoisies clamors for up       using the proletariat as the stepping stone    Hostile is that world,     where few are born not with silver spoon alone but also with gold but many others with undefined colourless one      Hostile is that world,     where lowliness remains with the lows,   but highness and pride with the high    Hostile is that world,     where I maneuver myself out of that rickety study ground         only to hear, ‘all fingers are not equal’ when it comes to job    Hostile is that world,     where some are regarded as royal blood   but some, the one of slave, though blood is blood    Hostile is that world,     where asegbe remains with the upper class   but every offences is punishable for the lower class    Hostile is that world,     where the people with power are thirsty for evil   but their subjects  dares not question the acts       Hostile is that world,   the world you and I know, yes, we both live with that world only God can fight that world for you and I.

asegbe-  injustice