This recession
Has eaten
Deep into me.
Garri I soak
Is expensive;
Now as gold.
Salary earners
Live from
Hand to mouth.
So many
Hands
Jobless and fired.
Happy indepedence
Is really
An irony to hold.
These
Cash challenges,
Never seizes to come.
Poverty
An easy reach
Recession is a bitch.
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