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Saturday, 11 November 2017

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Man, born of woman, is short-lived and filled with trouble
This are not empty words they are true according to the bible
To make ends meet, sometimes you just have to work double
Bt it's no guarantee cos life is hard and then we all stumble
The hustle of life, the search for money has made us humble
We were told to go to school, work hard and things will be cool
You'll get a job, nice car, fine house, we obeyed like a fool
Some chose to learn a skill, they felt that's just all they need
But dere is so much competition, who calls you, its so funny indeed
To make things worse we are badly beaten by the blows of corruption
Even to get a plate of rice at a wedding you need strong connection
Who do we blame, is it the youths or those ahead of us?
Its the last days, its the hard life, and it screws all of us

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