The other day I was listening to Olamide’s song “Poverty Die”. The chorus got me, it went into my veins, to my bone marrows; and I remembered how being poor here is a sin, how being poor here is a crime because you will be denied of many things, many luxuries because you are a poor man; it is a crime to be poor here, a crime you never knew when you committed it, you are enslaved and imprisoned by whosoever has the money. You sell your conscience because you are poor, your freedom is denied from you by those that have the money. You don’t have a say and even if you have; it will be taken for granted. In the land of the blind, the one eye man is a king. I remember the suffering of my people, how injustices reign among them. They are getting poorer yet; they smile always amidst their poor states. They still laugh, rejoice and dance amidst their suffering.

They still kill each other, they still betray each other, and they still slaughter dreams; their brothers and sisters dreams, to rise. They still use another poor man for rituals; they still canvass against their poor neighbours, they still hurl disgusting words against their poor neighbours, sell them to the greedy politicians who turn them to cans of Bin. Sometimes I wish I could help them to think, sometimes I wish I could just help them to overcome this ignorance, to overcome this poverty but I ..... ENJOY THE FULL HERE: https://ugobestiky.com/it-is-a-crime-to-be-poor-here/