It's How We Live Poem by Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha

Nation inundated with many resources
Obnoxious Politicians turn them to curses
Fleet of cars with no roads
Houses in-city, nobly, rats occupy
Children under-seven hawk
Struggle for transport, trampled;
Smashed under cars’ feet
Traffic jam drains brains’ oxygen
Intelligence repudiated by suffering
Little sicknesses cause demise
As giant ones wipe out our race
In hunger, we face daily challenges
Still export food to disaster-struck

Look at them in their ‘Agbada’
Lavish of fabric far enough for four kids,
Whom nudity accompanies down the streets
In their mobile rooms, well-suited, AC humming
Eyes parading landscape of spread sheets
Loud speakers whisper sweet tunes
Lulling them to more anti-laudable acts

Is this how we live?
Strive to survive, die deprived?
We wish for a good dish
Fend for and factor fair future for tomorrow
We are famished for fairness, equity and justice.