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“My geria”

What a wonderful name you own

Likewise your wealth your firm your all

Even the great among nations

I doubt are blessed

Like you in men in mass and more

But why this dismay why dies in tail             

Not much to slow for all your worth                      

How can I believe hoe true are they  

That much abound and yet you lack       

That food surpass and yet you starve

My mind is bored my lord I am sick

How can I believe in world you are sixth

In the midst of those that gain from fuel   

And yet from hand to mouth you feed

Like those their god has left in lurch 

How can I believe no proof I see

That fund is low to build your roads

Whereas your king’s pop champagne

Without regard to what they cost  

May god arise for this is theft   

How can I believe who knows tell me

That bucks were spent at kainji dam

And yet in dark you spend your night

Unless the moon arise to save

Is this a fact or cooked up force

How can I believe the false I know

How can I believe I a fool

Unless they come to let me know

I won’t believe or say I know