New Kru Town, Where I Come From
This is a township/
where kids await the raindrops
for shower/
their bodies paintings, of
sorrows
Teenage girls are mothers/
drug abuse and gangsterism are
street languages/
surrounding scattered like an
abandoned dumpsite
This is my home/
where violence is no
stranger/
waking up to the sound of palava
like drum beats
Teenage boys are fathers/
where parents and children reunite
at nightclubs/
This is my home/
where the streets sleep naked/
rape is a celebrity
Water floods our homes/
corruption is a beautiful first
class citizen/
Dreams are aborted babies
The air isn't safe/
we're afraid of inhaling &
exhaling/
maybe we lost our love to
our descendants
Copyright © Edwin Olu Bestman | Year Posted 2020
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