Mr Tomb Poem by Teye Wayoe Ebenezer

Walking in pain, crying in vain.
Why should the world be so merciless,
counting on others for survival
but to no avail.
Watching the big men from far,
With their heavy vehicles.
Crying in vain for help but
seem to fade by each moment,
Homeless bone where is your mother?
Is your family no more?
Are you the one lost in the wind?
Season tomb tell Mr President to
hear his people.
The office is not a family gift
But a team of office shuffled
by Mr tomb.