Provincial Country Poem by ademola oluwabusayo

Provincial country
Once in a provincial country are dwell
Human lived in solutude of fortresss
The noble hold all aces on everything
The blood of unsinners flow
Weary are my eyes which i see
The poor become poorer
The curse is on our society
The poor become homeless
The rich dwell in a peacefull area
The backmen of cover face raped our ladies,
They kipnapped our girls
They could not tell us the bare bones of them
Our parent lived in pain and agony
The provincial country are dwell
The leaders could always wore fine feathers
The could always fight for power
Like a bat of out of hell they spend money
They are just a hill of beans in our lives
The back men marry to our girls
The country keep promissing us
The provincial country a stay