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
