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.When night comes,fear comes,
even with my clothes on,I see myself naked,
The worms in my stomach panic in anger,
my body seeks protection from the hard
touch of cold.
On a hard bed of bitumen i sleep and on
stones i lay my head.
Having bridges as my blanket,
yet i cannot run away from the heavy touch
of cold.
Stalked inbetween two door,
i cannot move ahead neither can i turn to the
back,
i seek oppurtunity to show the skill imbelded
in me.
But like a die i get tossed throw and frow,
and given an empty hope.
I and my family where like shadows,
part of the society but not observed nor
recognised.
Legs we both pocess,hands we both have but
wealth has just been partial.
In a borrowed attire i move,
people see me and envy my formed pretty
look but behind a smile are lots of hidden
things.
I have seen beyond the seers,
i have witnessed alot even than the press,
my shoes cries for change in the society.
A society where we are robbed of our
entitlement,
bullets throw parties in the air,
corruption has taken its seat at the top and
our government are ambassadors of poverty
in foreign nations.
We are independent and at thesame time
slaves,
with anger i decided journey into the future to
see how it will look if the present is like this,
but ungetting there
guess what i saw...