Born Into Nigeria’s Hard Reality

Nigeria don stole my peace and I never even born reach one hour. Doctor just cut

umbilical cord, slap my yansh, I open my eye see the situation of this country,

I begin cry say make una return me back inside. The nurses them they laugh,

they think say na normal newborn cry. But me I sabi wetin I they cry for. I don already hear

my papa outside the labor room they argue with the nurse say hospital bill don cost pass him

one year salary. The man never even hold me, he don they calculate how much my feeding

go cost, school fees, plus this Nigeria wey fuel price they change like weather.

I look around the hospital, I see say generator no get fuel, nurses they use