MY FATHERLAND

*MY FATHERLAND*
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*S.M Adebayo*


Ours are flag and anthem,
With fled glories of oil and gas gem
We have territory, yet, we are janitors.

In my grieved land,
Breaking poverty nerves is like cracking your spines,
For, leaders in, are raiders,
Though raiders of incompetence,
Living in bungalows of evils.

Welcome, to my fatherland,
Where dream is enjoyed than reality.
Yes, so soon you realize the reality of the dream
When the jinns of reality hunt you in the realm.

Different barons, like the color riot of Angolans,
Seeming more black than Ghanaians,
Such are, the costumes of our economy eclipse.

The political settings,are scenes of drama,
The heroes and villains are literary foes- see star,
Everyone is an actor, but not everyone can act,
Yet,the led seems blurred to react.

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