Hungry Diana

Daily, Diana coils herself In a dirty corner on top The ever patronized Mararaba Pedestrian bridge Cold mingling in her ribs Like a poisonous snake, she Hissed and turned thru and fro. Hunger, offending strongly, her stomach The Sound of her crack voice, Her very cherished choice, Refraining from exuding properly, Though she yearns for the passersby to come to her aid. So, her bony fingers, She straightened in the air, Calling for food or water, Pedestrians roaming, every man to his own Even they can see she’s like dying, Packed aside like cabbage garbage, By life’s fateful decision. Hungry Diana, lonely and bony Some time, some take note of her Duty post and dash her a penny or two. Most at time majority disdain and discard her, Some stigmatize her, Some defraud and rob her Others even rape her. Oh! Stark and dark world, Adding the pains to the wounds of her life. Hungry Diana, give me a clue, Why shouldering the plights of this Earth? Were you a delinquent? You are not alone Oh! Lonely Diana for my prayers are chiefly with you. Onyilo Charlesmelody Lightning Ink