My parents are millionaires
When I was young
My neighbourhood was punctuated
With the haves and havenots
I prayed to God to make my parents
Millionaires.Waiting impatiently for
Answer to my petition to God
But the reply was supposedly not forthcoming
 
I saw by the years
I had added some height and weight
A reflection of God's answer to my supplication
But it never occurred to my mind
That God was gradually answering my prayer requests
 
Now that I have come of age
To be given my hands in marriage
I started to count the money that
My parents had spent on me since
My childhood.And I came to
Realize that God had long made
My parents millionaires!
 
 
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