Adeola Babalola - Who Will Help?

looking at them,
we are all staring
doing nothing
not because we don't know what to do,
but we don't care.

The boy taking fire to the refinery
yet we all said he is playing.
What type of play?
To send us all to our ancestors up there.

Adeola Babalola

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