Chinweokwu Sunlight M. Ndubuisih
Nigerians Where Is Our Money? - Poem by Chinweokwu Sunlight M. Ndubuisih
Nigerians where is our
Our means of livelihood is no
where to be found within
our reach and the knights
still pumping it like petrol
Maybe, perhaps, they have
filling stations of money in
their secured mansions out-there
But we minors! are crying scarcity
of money which is more like petrol
scarcity during Yuletide season
Oh no! why is money drained and
nothing has been executed in the
gallery of change agendas?
Nigerian where is our money?
Workers have worked and no pay
yet no money to circulate
Everywhere seems like the lonely
land raped with doom
Where is our money before it is
jetted out to unknown destination?
Our money not your money for God's sake!
Please release our money from the prison
of scarcity so that we can enjoy life
before we die in an empty stomach.
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