POEM: LETS RE-WRITE THE DESTINY

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LETS RE-WRITE THE DESTINY

Are we the writers of our destiny?
Is our fate written the way we wish?
To God, we have been praying for changes
For our saliva has dried even than desert land

In a poverty bus we met ourselves
In it we were from our genesis till now
Inside it we were and sat uncomfortably
For we have tired of living there, God

To eat two times in a day
Our right nose would sifted to left
Underneath a scorchy sun, we toll and grind so hard
Yet tasteless food welcome us with agony

In a slum area we grew up from
In a filthy room we were living our lives
In it many leod were sleeping unhappily
Even poisonous air we keep inhaling

O’lord of creation
The changer of bad to good
We have prayed and begged for changes
For we’ve tired of living like unliving soul

©®Yushau Olaitan Abdulwasiu

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