Why Them
Why them?
I have no food
Cries haggard looking boy
I need only a cent
Laments the old beggar
I need medicine
For my child
To get treatment
Cries a fourteen year old girl
O God why them?
They hover around all places
Filthy and dirty
Pathetic and eyesore
As they hope to embrace little hope
A hope to get what they will
Atleast put in their mouth
O God why them?
They have no home
No father
No mother
No even uncle
Nonetheless none
They could call a guardian
O God why them?
As they hopelessly swagger
Their inside tormenting them
Their insight remains a loop hole
Because death took away
Their precious family
O God why them?
Copyright © Clinsman Busaka | Year Posted 2017
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