Is this Elah’s anger,
Or mother nature’s pamper?
A drop, now your ocean,
And a grain, barns nation.
Babies yours on suckle die
And your children with bodies ignorant of bath,
In souls thirsty and bellies hungry wail
As to heaven with no love and affection they sail.
Segun Oyeniyi in “THE BARD”, SATURDAY SUN, August 13, 2011. Pg 40.
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