So Much of Nothing

Here, planters swallow reapers,

Reapers, not eaters;

Eaters, never touched the soil,

Yet, theirs are wells of oil;

Eaters never a seed planted,

Yet, the fruits in their house seated.
Our pains than our gains,

On our gains they reign,

Our harvest vast,

But, daily we fast;
So much to spend,

Nothing to buy;

So much to buy,

Nothing to spend.
We spend so much on nothing,

We get nothing for so much,

They get all for nothing,

They spend all on nothing.
Akinsimoye Samuel

@SammieScribe

+234 703 022 6416
#eStreetWriters

sammiejainos@yahoo.com

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