Poverty
written by: Victor Oyewole
Where is the beauty?
In a land full of ashes.
Welcoming the sunrise,
A call to fruitless hustle;
Cries for food and money,
Under the scorching sun,
For hunger at its peak hurts.
To bid the sun farewell,
In preparation for the night,
A night to keen our sorrow;
To get prickled with fear,
That makes people believe:
The ugly ones refuse to die,
Beautiful ones are yet to come.
Poverty, the bloodsucking shark,
That has eaten up our dreams.
I am Victor Oyewole, I hail from Ile-Ife, Osun State. I am a Nigerian poet, writer, spoken word artiste and an OAP. I am studying Soil Science currently at Obafemi Awolowo University, Ile-Ife, Osun State.
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