Cruel Happiness Poem by Solomon Njoku

We are the future hopes of the
earth.
Hatred by the society,
Embracing all our suffering
sucking our dreams.

Dream of young star,
translate of gangster,
in risk we share
from night to night
Embarking in a pregnant journey.

covering with masks,
standing in a cool breeze
We are not sleep only
dreams whom to rob.

Night is our morning,
Road is our business
container is our home
moans in cruel happiness.

Not knowing the dangers
But living in danger,
We are not lack but we
lacks our fate.

In tears we sheds,
In pains we chains,
Starving in sorrows
Moaning in cruel happiness.