POVERTY

    POVERTY

When i consider

What happens in the corner,

I begin to wonder

How long we are going to suffer.



For the Father

Who is the Breadwinner,

Is seen as a Begger

In the sight of his Elders.



The  Mother

Who is suppose to be a Supporter,

Is only a Sweeper

Of the White-man's gutter

With little pay from her Employer.



Even the sister

Who is to show some responsibilities,

Is living a life of immorality

And getting peanut in all her activities.



Oh!Brother

Who aimed to be a Footballer,

Is now an Hawker

Of some Cassaver

To the poor Villagers.



God,the Provider

Please rain down some Manner,

That we might have dinner

Else we go to bed  in hunger.