for the tough part of the street.
I am the words
of a beggar,
the pleas on his face.
I am the dirty spills
that lingers in the blouse of a trader
I am the sweat
dangling on an ‘Alabar’s body
on a cold afternoon
I am the future
of unlearned children patting wheels by
I am the tongue
voicing the prophet’s morning call
the sound of his bell.
I am the noise of the market women
the sweet words posing their wares
I am the shield
for homeless boy
standing with a fallen dream
…I am hope
the future of the street
Written by: Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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Author: Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau
Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau is a poet, photographer and nutritionist. He has won several awards. His first collection of poems, FOR BOYS WHO WENT, was published in 2017.