We've tossed and hissed and suffered
We've walked under people's shadows unabated
We tasted soft drinks once in every year
Either on our birthday; or on christmas day
Rice was eaten occasionally
And chicken and egg were smelt yearly
Pain and suffering befriended us
Petty yawns out of hunger was a trademark, yes
Life has been horrible
And we even feared we could not make it to this level
But here we are today
From only nine clothes in 1999, ei...!
To plentiful in this rainy day
God has been good to us; yes, really good
He has always given us food
Now we have sufficient; more than enough
We drink wine not minerals; just come to our hood...
Chicken and egg don't even smell good
Let us boast small; don't go gay
'Cos we have ever suffered; but today is our day....
(DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE ENJOYING FROM THEIR HARD LABOUR) (Sun 6th Dec.,2015; Ofoase)
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