Get Your Premium Membership

LIVING DEAD - OUR KUSH BROTHERS

They are shadows of a forgotten world Drifting through the remnants of life Eyes clouded by the haze of Kush Skin and teeth, a canvas of decay and despair. Shoulders slump beneath tattered rags Swollen limbs move with a sluggish grace Their steps, slow and aimless As if searching for a heartbeat lost in the dark. No warmth lingers in their voices Only the echo of an early death Yet in their endless wandering through Freetown’s streets They carry the weight of what they once were— Fragments of humanity, broken and scattered In a world that no longer remembers their name.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry