Treasure Island

ONOJA ANTHONY

(30th, november 1988 / JOS NIGERIA)

Mama Put


Beneath the great street of nightfall
Benches brag, thugs of nightfall
Hampered with street hooligans

Could she survive the seasonal business?
What a day of joyful sorrow
A moment of indecision says mama put

Destitute but drags of death oh!
Yesterday, she died in yankee along the corners of brothels
Crumble with men from canakry

Millions from pools of merchanders
Humble stewards pay their shame
Hunger was satisfied with coins
Yesterday, they ate her up in grave

Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 13, 2012

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