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The Yorubas do say; Ile la n ti ko eso rode
You cannot no matter how clever cheat on nature
As what comes from you and I has its roots traced to our nurture
From home do our sojourn start and ends on how good we rebirth ourselves day by day.

Many homes are filled with fortunes
While some are products of misfortunes
Omoluabi! Omoluabi, till when would this come to be?
Gentlemanly! Gentlemanly, what a pitiful anomaly.

The Igbos do say; No matter how clever, like an unhidden smoke, so it is for our habits
You claimed to be well raised before getting to power, how come the public funds you now like cankerworms eats?
Of a truth efin ni iwa and as such the truth cannot for long be hidden
What a mess, under corruption good habits is totally forbidden.

Many homes are filled with fortunes
While some are products of misfortunes
Omoluabi! Omoluabi, till when would this come to be?
Gentlemanly! Gentlemanly, what a pitiful anomaly.

The Hausa/Fulanis' do say; Let's build values and culture on a solid foundation no matter who we are
Is that the reality in this era of corruption?
When the evil wind of temptation blows, then you will remember whose child you are
Many till date still describe their father's house with a left hand without any emotion.

Many homes are filled with fortunes
While some are products of misfortunes
Omoluabi! Omoluabi, till when would this come to be?
Gentlemanly! Gentlemanly, what a pitiful anomaly.

Fatoki, Oluwatobi O.
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