Almajiri
life seemingly forgotten in gorge.
prey of a hush civilization
a child of deistic jaunt,
deserted by home and belief
hero of comfortable streets
trapped in poverty and naiveté
lurking in burg like night’s
flies in sally.
dirt in our husk of history
empty with dreamless dawns
smiles with spurious squint
their empty bowl panting
for drop of flakes.
hawking blight like valiants
crumb of degrade vigour
purblind out of school by bogus rites
in every clock, they’re rags tags
in the season of 19 crowns
in our age of unwinding tragedy
like a seed dispersed,
he took the unknown crown
to our segmented turfs
the child we fear carries
our horror around.
Meshak is a poet, Author, Spoken Words artist, playwright, Teacher, social commentator, activist and freelance editor based in Jos.
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