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The most abundant of a Nigerian’s possessions,
Heck, it is the only thing many have.
For better days,
And a new life devoid of pain.
Hope is our food,
It is our wonder cure,
A cheap panacea for ailments all.
Hope is our narcotic,
A buffer from troublesome reality,
The wind that lifts far above walls limiting,
The strength that pushes us beyond incredible odds,
And the hefty lead ball,
That keeps us shackled from freedom’s call.
We’re born into it,
Our entire life runs on its script,
And it is the last thing most of us will see,
Just before the final curtains fall.Follow me on Social Media: