I NEVER ASKED FOR THIS

I never choose to beg on the street

But the world became greedy

Life selfish, impatient and demanding

And made me a victim deprived of the necessity of life

I asked God if my sins are immeasurable

That I have to suffer all my life

Come rain, sun shine and harmattan

Hope's clinging on arms vouched

I can't take this no more

This is not the life I asked for in my mother's womb

Life is at the verge of deteriorating

I can only seek and hope to feed from crumbs

The world sees me cursed for the sins of my forefathers

But why am I the one paying the price?

Don't I deserve a decent life like others?

A life not lived in thrash

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