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Apr 2020
Tears
Odd life of insanity
Alien-citizens without right to amnesty
We clamour for the labour of our heroes past not to be in vain
Yet, we live in a free world like in jail

Heart of righteous souls, pierced
Blood of guilty souls, saved
Making life mysterious and ironical
The labour of our heroes past is in vain

Eight billion Naira project for RUGA
Despite Xenophobic attack and abduction
Coupled with starvation and insurgency
The labour of our heroes past is in vain

They promised to give the broom and umbrella
Now we are drained in water
we sleep amidst dirt and litters
The labour of our heroes past is in vain

The light from our candle is gloomy
Righteous blood is crying for vengeance
Odd life of insanity
Confused like ***** on rope.
         -'Bintan Ola
         -'Martinsolabintan@yahoo.com
Written by
Olabintan martins  M/Oshogbo, osun
(M/Oshogbo, osun)   
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