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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521168" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Fairy Tale</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I alighted from the express electric train, <br>My eyes traveled to the happy people; <br>Concentrated smiles of contentment playing<br>On the nourished faces<br>As they were belched out of the sub-way, <br>Chattering of their beautiful day<br>I smiled to the tram that blocked them from sight<br>But not good enough to block the happy echoes<br>Of the happy trident voices, <br>Ricocheting from brick to metal walls<br>Bouncing with laughter, saying, <br>God bless Nigeria! God bless Nigeria! <br>I picked my ways through the speck less street, <br>Hurrying my feet to meet my honey-heart, <br>Who was to arrive through the leisure cruiser<br>Ferried on the debris-less water way<br>Accompanying her recuperating mum<br>Who just won the battles against osteoporosis and renal failure<br>Thanks to the free medical services of the world's best government<br>I belched, the rich aroma of balanced food<br>Spiraled the food pipe into my mouth and nostrils.<br>My heart raced normal, for no children books to buy<br>No children school's tuition fee to fear; <br>Oh, the oil wealth is on the jobs.<br>We are lucky people; a blessed nation with good governance<br>Unemployment, the song of the sloths only, <br>Job creation, an opportunity flows like rivers of water.<br>Somebody touched my arm from the rear<br>And a strange voice from a stranger land softly said: <br>Honey, there is no kerosene in the stove and in the news, <br>The Government just moved the price of PMS to <br>One Hundred and forty Naira.<br>The school bill, the PHCN bill and landlord's note are on the table.<br>What? I retorted. 'And where is your mum? <br>She looked as if she heard a dumb spoke<br>‘What? ' more confused than I was, <br>Mum died a month ago from lack of medical care<br>I opened my eyes wider, jostled into reality.<br>Welcome to Nigeria!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Stephen+Olufemi+Omolara">Stephen Olufemi Omolara</a><div class=q>
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My eyes traveled to the happy people; 
Concentrated smiles of contentment playing
On the nourished faces
As they were belched out of the sub-way, 
Chattering of their beautiful day
I smiled to the tr..."></div>
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