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Oct 20, 2008
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HIT AND RUN
HIT AND RUN When our fathers were cut offBehind enemy lines, during the warSchool fees were the challengeFor us, the children left behindOwo ife meh bore the bruntManaging Iman Progressive BrothersHe bought our books and paid the fees When in Nineteen eighty fourOur Government changed currenciesFrom pounds, shillings and penceTo naira and kobo in decimal pointsOwo ife meh complied, then pickedHis bicycle for a break and lunchNot knowing what awaited him Knocked down dead, by the roadsideHe was killed, at his primeBy a hit and run driver, so we lostIn times of trouble and tribulationsThe very hand that bore the deprivedChildren of Ekwere Etuk Udo UdoWhose fathers did not return
— t. reflexion, Oct 20, 2008
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Barbara Writes
17 years 7 months ago
Poem of sorrow
t. reflexion
17 years 7 months ago
Barbara
Barbara Writes
17 years 7 months ago
Hit and Run
t. reflexion
17 years 7 months ago
Father's brother...
R.M.Shanmugam
17 years 7 months ago
A pathetid content
t. reflexion
17 years 7 months ago
Thank you very much...
WonderGolly
17 years 7 months ago
great sir,,,
t. reflexion
17 years 7 months ago
Wonder
easylife_2
17 years 7 months ago
Another great write
t. reflexion
17 years 7 months ago
Thank you very much...