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The family is a group of people

Living together, they say

It is your point of contact

For food, shelter and clothing

But when i knew how to eat

I realized i was not in a family

I was among a fractured family

It was like a being in a den

Of loins and sheep alike

I wake up in the morning

Only to realise i was not happy

Everyone was living for himself

Thinking of himself, what to eat

Those i thought were blood

Rather sought to see my tears

Mocking me with words i cannot utter

Laughing me to scorn because

I went to school they never went

Those i thought were blood

Would look at me with disdain

As i looked through their eyes

Into their hearts, curses flowing

Right and left

I saw mum, dad, bro, sis

But how much could they help

They were also victims

Children facing harsh realities

Fractured family, but wow, surgery was no option

As though the devil struck God

I wondered how i could help

But i was to wounded to

My heart bleeding with pain

But wait!

For a moment i thought t'was a curse

But as i write

I think it's more than a curse

For nothing good comes where greed lives

Why should we strive against one another

Just because of

'Our father property'

Where do i stand now?

I dont know, im just standing

Hoping some luck (mercy and favour) comes my way

That i may live my dream

Written by Shakirudeen Akinyemi

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