Levi Oguike


The Scourge Of Poverty


Now mixed with
Ignorance, berths
Human calamity 
Man's inhumanity to man
How people receive their rights
As gifts, baffles the mind
An elected Rep of the people, obliged
To them represent and their rights
Guard and guide
Draws from the treasury
To splash gifts on the poor
Whose commonwealth, they
Recycled as contribution
To their welfare
No greater insult could attend
This unholy gesture
A bare face swindle
On the altar of philantrophy 
Only the civilised poor
Understands it
Give people knowledge 
And education, avail them
To the masses unchain
And understanding gain, to
Discern truly on what belongs
To the people, No longer
Return as gifts.
Lord Have Mercy.

Submitted: Monday, January 06, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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Levi Oguike.28/12/13.

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