momodou jarju

Rookie - 50 Points (24/10/93 / mariama kunda)

The Beggars Will Ride - Poem by momodou jarju

The beggars will ride
Ride on fine horses
To that which here is hide
At home of hope with givers faces

The beggars will ride
On the pending day
In palace of renown and good side
The right way and stay

The beggars will ride
Live and wear on good clothe
Neat and ironed in high
Classic and smart shining clothe

The quotidian rituals
Respected are the gutters
Retrieved are the individuals
The occupant loafers

We identify those who give
And would harbour them inns
Our tavern where we would live
Those who snub us have their tins

We banish their bad dreams
Every morning they seek to hear
To retain high hope so seems
For their tomorrow's success they endear

We are dumped like feces of a snake
We aren't duped but we know
Our solitude life we take
The grains of gains tomorrow we show

We been tortured a piece
Our garment torn asunder
Our folk stick seize
And lenses broken asunder

We are been hunted like rabbit
Inhale persecution "madmen"
To inhibit our trade habit
For us to live in famine den

This gift bestowed on us
As needed by the throng
The prayers of success, thus
Produces by our mouth song
(Mo Tha writer)


Poet's Notes about The Poem

The beggars are human beings and are part of human existence. They deserve a life like any other and this is what the poem all about!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 26, 2014



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