Kessef the Kingmaker by Tolu


I make your world go round,
You should bow down to me,
Bow because I can lift you up or pull you down,
Because even in Freetown, nothing is free.

Some call me God’s gift,
Others say I am from below,
Some say I do good,
Others know me to be the root of all evil.
I make you beg for my presence,
I make your children think Love is shown by presents,
I make you fret from Nine to Five,
Bow down to me; I make you feel alive.

I force feed them false freedoms and make them think they can fly,
I am the critical Kingmaker,
I decide who is a coward or a Risk taker,
I am five simple letters but there is no value greater than mine,
Five simple letters, M-O-N-E-Y.

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Pencilmarks and Scribbles Magazine was founded in 2017 by Clara Jack to be a home for African writers, asking them to come as they are and giving them room for growth. The publication aims to give back to the Nigerian Literary scene for the things it has given us.