Plight Of The Unseen

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Plight Of The Unseen

By Eunny

Tue 28 Feb, 2017 17:53:56 EAT
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#misery  #hopelessness  

Plight Of The Unseen

I write,
For the penniless and empty,
The hopeless hence heartless,
For the tired and forlorn,
Hearts as tattered as their clothes,
Those that colour the streets with epic sites,
Those that paint our walls with brown coal from their bodies,
Who keep their green cakes in plastic bags and hurl at any one.
I write for those that bask in midday sun,
Not by choice,
Whose scents make our nostrils burn,
Skins covered in burns,
Yellowed teeth,
Kinky hair,
Flappy ears,
Eyes red and sunken,
Scruffy physique,
I write for those without voice.

I write for the poppers in uphills,
For the aliens of riches,
That quench their thirst with refreshing drinks from sewers,
Fill their stomachs with cake wrappers.
Their serenity is in gabbage cans,
In gutters that flood our streets.
They guard our malls during the day,
Always at the entrance urging you on.
Their faces are dry and happy,
Their smiles wry and welcoming,
Resilient cries,
Ring worm patterned scalps,
Dry eyes,
Cracked lips.
I write for the desperate in life.

I write for the children that suck on dry breasts,
Breasts that swing to the sound of wind,
Wind that blows the thatch off the structures they call houses,
Houses that smell of poverty.
I write for the agony in their voice.
To those who are alone in their company,
that sleep with their eyes wide shut.
Taste to them is an expensive feeling.
They bathe in sand,
With the aid of tears for water,
They lick each other's wounds,
Subservient to the government.
Basked in poverty,
Bundled in caskets.
I write for the less fortunate.

I write for the mothers that watch their kids die,
Hunger,
Disease,
War.
I write for the fathers that dig their wives' graves,
Those that watch their livestock die,
Those whose voice is suppressed,
Who love their torn country,
But feed on the grass maintained in loans.
Deprived of life,
Left for the dead,
Cursed in pain.
I write for the blind.



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  • Lewis
    nice piece
    372 wk ago
  • Wabuge
    Good, keep up!
    372 wk ago
  • Elvis
    nice one, keep going girl
    372 wk ago
  • Sylvia
    this is written to me too.. ???? goodwork Eunny
    372 wk ago
  • Zoka
    Snap snap miss sunny
    372 wk ago
  • Kosgey
    Good work
    372 wk ago
  • Maryanne
    Wow!...this is deep...n very interesting read it all the way. Good job!
    372 wk ago
  • DENNORY
    I thumbs up
    372 wk ago
  • Kechi
    This is deep areal refection of the society
    372 wk ago
  • Nel
    Fantastic work. Deep.
    372 wk ago
  • Irene
    It got me thinking hard concerning the voiceless, so saddening.. A piece of its own class. Good job queen
    372 wk ago
  • Tom Juma
    thrilled..good work
    372 wk ago
  • Cynide
    thought provoking
    372 wk ago
  • Davy
    This should get to the government. It is such a great writing. Splendid poetry.
    372 wk ago
  • Cynthy
    Awesome piece Eunny you never disappoint
    372 wk ago
  • Kaizen Alvin
    Rhis piece is amazing my dear i love it to the last word
    372 wk ago
  • Willis Ochieng
    Girl you're good...smart piece
    372 wk ago
  • Hadassah
    It's so vivid and deep..awesome piece.
    372 wk ago
  • Mike CK
    Made my weekend! You got talent, and a heart to go with it. :-)
    371 wk ago
  • Bob
    Good work
    371 wk ago

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