Hunger
Samuel Koome 1998 (Nairobi)
Vicious eyes peer in blackened alleys
Narrow visions serve well in these narrow spaces
The wealthy bustle, a seduction
But my sight only prowls, to seek a prey through the crowd.
I'm in need, where these seeds grow only promise
Debaucherous deeds.
I'm need, with little to give but a lot to take.
Just snatched these wears, too hot to keep.
I'm under the obligation of issued threats
I assured with no compliance, the knife if short
If you're too wise, the blood will weep
The concrete to cold to sow beyond
Another sorry story, where your love will no longer hold you, as I've got mine to grieve
To get what I need, I'm only loyal to my blade.
No she won't worry about where I got this bag and she won't worry cause I'll pick the tab.
All she knows I got the next meal
She don't care about how I deal
Living for miracles, you won't find here in this alley.
No sun wakes, in this bleak valley
I'll pay to play, if you'll have me,
No world wouldn't have me
Government wouldn't have me
Neighborhood's too cold to have me
The pastor wouldn't have me
Lover's wouldn't have me
Unless, a bastard would only earn his worth if he plays
That's why these won't blades rest, that's why it sows, only pleasure I reap is the stress that weighs on the seams of my pockets
Only the latest piece of bling could ring through my sockets
Don't try to knock it, it's the only way you'd notice, only way through the door.
About this poem
Desperation & societal neglect.
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Written on June 14, 2022
Submitted by Banks_Cassablancas on October 04, 2022
Modified on March 17, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,405 |
Words | 278 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 2, 8, 4, 11 |
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