This is my father’s land

Where I grow up and saw the love and richness among us

Intelligent been speak by our elders

And no corrupt leader

Their wisdom is one of which have kept me going

The people whose success stories we read are the ones who dare takes risk

Respect been taught by our mother’s

Our sister’s could cook and do home chores

Times we could go out late at night to call a Uncle or an aunty when need rises

Times were everyone was just leaving as one

Times when the environment would be so peaceful and fresh air everywhere

When they was jobs everywhere but now people are begging to eat

Times where True success was celebrated not fraud or anything illegal .......

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