My son why are you full of despair
Thinking you will never get your desire
No time is late for one to acquire
Remember you have a messiah
Who cares for even ordinary bacteria
Don't think you don't have the criteria
You are not limited because you are in Nigeria
He knows why you're not born in Australia
See his promises in the book of Isaiah
Or even the ones he said through Jeremiah
They are there for you to believe and acquire
Why are you inside complaining of malaria
When people outside are being healed of Anemia
Greatness are for those who for it aspire
They don't doubt God's word like Zachariah.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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