Never Saw Poverty Like This - By: Tosin Omotayo and kazeem Ademola




 I never saw or experienced poverty as a child
Until I was fully grown and entered the real life
The world I see now is filled with hunger and pains
People work so hard but cannot really buy much
A mother even finds it difficult, feeding her child
She wakes up every morning not knowing how to survive
But believes in her strength, a bit of luck and a heart filled with faith
That there will always be a helper passing through her place
I see too, many, in darkness just waiting to be brought to light
They believe at the end of a tunnel, there's a promise of light
My question today is 'will there ever be a light?'
Will parents be able to feed their hungry children and so stop the cries?
Will the pain ever stop, knowing there's so much poverty going round?


So today I command you O spirit of poverty
Off you go into the forest and never try to return
Let there be abundance of honey, milk and more
Let all be happy and be filled with joy.

Let all be able to say O you poverty no more

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