Beautiful People on the Street We are hustlers from all walks of life born of wooden spoon
Street movers, we work hard daily to earn our living,we live in slums common called ghetto.
We make them rich while they device means to keep us their slaves like forever constantly making laws to widening the margin
We work and they take the glory every time In past they say youth are the leaders of tomorrow till today Obi is still a boy.
When will tomorrow comes? Why tomorrow I ask sir? I think today is better Nigeria is going to be better they say in the 90’s new century is disappearing gradually it citizen know no peace nor can they say I have one thousand naira to eat for the day but the economy is always good on paper
Who am I to blame The government or the people Each has hands in this crime if investigated properly Her servant who ought to serves Has become her lord his leader confuse and blind short of ideas and sight.
He said they are like Hen Catch pile off his feathers now an it will cry after leave it to play go get corn drop it one by one on the floor in front of the Hen and it will follow you even to the abbatoir
Nevertheless the people are silent, lovers of prayer looking unto heaven awaiting the savior to come. Ignorant of the fact that heaven help those who help themselves because faith without work is death
This is the way to treat them my fellow brothers (politicians) he also said when you see that their voice is one or they are coming together. Divide them with The following tools
Poverty, it is only the person that is satisfy that have a choice, give them (the poorest of the poor) stipend an they will worship you forever even wants to die for you.
Religion, The believe in the doctrine that says when they clap you at your left cheese turn your right cheese to be punch. They quote scriptures to backup their interest while while telling you to follow the rules. Get angry but don’t let the sun goes down before your anger be wise
Ethnicity, will if you commit they will cover you once you them you are one of them my brother ….to be continue