Hmmm *coughs*,
I’m a god here,
Right here, I am, there are others like me,
But I’m one of the most powerful,
*sooobbssss*
But here I lay on bare sand,
With no shelter over my head,
*coughs*
Am dying, and they don’t care,
Rags I wear as clothe,
While they shine in their Versace clothing,
*takes deep breath*
They let sun bathe me and the rains wash me,
Yet I made those ingrates what they are,
I soak their land with riches,
Nurture them with wisdom,
Without me they wouldn’t be there,
*cleans tears from cheeks*
God sent I am,
But they have chosen to be ‘fingered’ by Lucifer,
Ogun- god of iron, is doing his part,
The children under us have been rendered wisdom less,
Some have even met death,
All because of them,
*tries to stand but falls back*
Dying of thirst I am,
But still they use tanks of wine to wash their hands,
Right before my face,
*coughs harder*
I’m sick, I’m crying, I’m bleeding and I’m pleading,
For their future is at stake,
The god of iron (Ogun) will fight to the end,
But when it ends I might be dead,
My children might be all lost,
All they care about is the chemical liquid,
Flashy cars, houses and bank account,
And here I lay in pain and vain,
Begging for a coin amongst their trillions,
And they still neglect me,
I am a god-The god of education,
They are FG,
The god of iron as stroked through ASUU,
Even the rain is showing its anger,
I beg, I cry,
For if I die,
There will be nothing left,
Of this promising land!

WRITTEN BY:Mariam Alayande
EDITED BY:@iAmTundizzy
MOTIVATED BY: @jesseosamor

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