SAD REALITY

see him, the little tiny him 

seated in that lonely corner 

begging for alms 

just to fill up his empty tank

look closely

his stomach hurts 

for no one cares of his existence 

"the world is a jungle" they say

day by day he grows 

adapting to his corners 

hunger had become his close pal 

flies, his bestie 

he lays still under harsh weather

rain drenches him and leaves him shivering 

the sun dries and drains him 

mosquito nko, frenemy 

grown over the years 

still hopeful in total hopelessness

passersby nonchalant

he lays weary and weak

his thoughts had become empty at this stage 

his shadows have deserted 

his muscles now slowly twitches 

as he slowly stretches his already wrinkled arm for the last time 

now, flowers, love notes and candles 

to pronounce how lovely he lived 

how strong he was to withstand these years 

but when he was breathing 

nobody was there for him

@talk2leigh

20 April 2021

5:52pm