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Feb 2019
Moral uprightness,
In the face,
Of growing hunger,
And hopelessness?

Patriotism,
In the face,
Of joblessness,
And disillusionment?

While despots,
In the face,
Of impoverished people,
Sit on their common wealth?
It is well nigh impossible to feel anything close to love for that country Nigeria when the entity doesn't, didn't and will never care for a second. A system rigged to cater for those the colonial masters brainwashed into doing their bidding since 1914 and legalised a charade since 1960. A dysfunctional system that creates bad people can never be populated by good people.
Dada Olowo Eyo
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Dada Olowo Eyo  NIGERIA
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