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OLUWOLE OLUWATOBI SOLOMON (By Blackout| Certificate of Participation)

Atmosphere is as black as charcoal,
Heads run helter skelter
Just because of the societal feud,
Blood flows on the road,
Corpses are piled up like load of sand.

Every environment is like a grave side,
Why is darkness heavy upon this heaven?
Suffering around the masses
Have brought thick blockage of light to them.

Blackout in the family,
Blackout on the street,
Blackout in the town,
Blackout in the city,
Darkness enclaves the poor and rich,
Why is it so?
For how long shall we be in darkness?
Men hate darkness but love things that lead to it
All what we can see is total blackout!


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