Today I saw you in suit
Wanted to say you look cute
But you were in an air conditioned car
Yet, I still could see your pain-scar
Today, you had no helping boy
And so was filled with joy
Valued added beggar
This afternoon you eat burger
Drives in range rover
Gives lift to the market women
A good life omen.
Minutes after, narrated your story
In no laughter, passengers said, ‘Oh glory’
I said, Oh yes it was you
some years ago in your youth
Crawling on your butts
Making money by beggary but
You had a bachelor’s degree
Asked of my help and I agreed
Wonder questions, how you did this?
How you leave the street?
When did you buy a car?
How are you driving?
What job are you doing?
Don’t know when to get answers
I only know your old house, the street
Nature shall bring us back
My old old lame friend
Glory be to God.
Written By: Oppong Clifford Benjamin
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
*Dedicated to a lame friend I had in 2009 on the Tetteh Quarshie Interchange (Ghana).
Once I was waiting for trotro (public transport) and I took the chance to talk with him (he was a beggar then), he had a degree in Commerce from the University of Cape Coast but no job for him because of his disability.
He told me to try and help him get a job and if I got one for him, I should look for him on the street where he begged.
Recently in a steady traffic flow, I could see him clearly driving in a Range Rover.I was filled with tears of joy and shared his story with fellow passengers in the car. Glory be to God.
- LOVE IS… (by Oppong Clifford Benjamin) (angrypoets4women.wordpress.com)
- ERECT YOUR CONSCIENCE, NOT YOUR PENIS (#ChildNotBride! poem by Kukogho Iruesiri Samson) (angrypoets4women.wordpress.com)
- No Bees in the Moon (wordsrhymesandrhythm.wordpress.com)