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Apr 2019
Poverty capital of the entire world,
Terrorist haven, sadness lives there,
Blessed with looters in high places,
In that clone, there is no cheer.
It breaks the heart to see so much potential go to waste in a place thoroughly ***** of anything uplifting. Entire generations given to violence as means of survival. Cyclical pilfering of commonwealth by the lineages of the same vagabonds that put progress in chains since before Independence. Nigeria has become the scorn of the cosmos, a reproach to the galaxy and utter disappointment to the universe. SHAME.
Dada Olowo Eyo
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Dada Olowo Eyo  NIGERIA
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