What has become of the family?
An institution now bereaved of sanity,
Humility sent to the gallows and in comes vanity ,
Held up in high esteem like a tapestry.
Now can I no longer trust my own brother ,
For jealousy from him blows like a great souther,
I wonder if we are of the same mother.
Of my blindness I once believed in unity,
For my heart was moulded from credulity ,
I detest so much impurity,
My family is against me with such great mutiny.
Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2015
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