The Sea Front People Poem by Tony Adah

The Sea Front People



They live there
Having no place of their own
They eat there
They fish there
With the leaking boats
They live there
On those stilthouses
They piss there
They shit there
And they drink there
Those subhumans who live
At the edge
And possess the dregs
Society throws as wasted
They eat all
Not minding where it comes
One day that sea will dry.

Friday, August 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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