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When last did you see a smile on papa's face?
the pot is empty,
just like the pockets I call my shorts,
mama can bearly send me to school,
knowing I would ask for coins;
When last did you see us laugh?
a thing so strange,
just like the golden mat we call bed,
we crave to lie each day to rest,
knowing that the end will justify the means;
When last did you see me cry?
not too old,
yet, I bury my head with pride,
and pray that I see another day,
hoping that my generation will be better than the rest.
akinbo a. a. cornerstone
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akinbo a. a. cornerstone
A prolific Nigerian writer with a gift for words. Wrote under the pen name of Fad and Quad during the Military Era. Currently uses the "pscornerstone" signature.
An activist with religious inclination and respect for cultural heritage, he grew up streetwise and with great love for his country, Nigeria.
He believes that he who holds the word holds the world.
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clarita zarate | Apr 24th, 2005
I want to tell you that I am inspired to write more on the problems I saw in Detroit Michigan growing up as I child. It is important that a man with your knowlege write about the feelings of the oppressed youth.
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