Lonely Orphans Poem by Agunbiade Kehinde

they say we trudge the same terrain to earth with our hearts to let,
but we have our joys fettered like fishes in a net.
we are the beautiful ones they think remain unborn,
though we are a song on the mouth of a man forlorn.

when the joy of childhood began to tame us in betwixt,
baba passed through the exit,
while mama's epilogue can be traced to a vehicle's wheels,
making our quills pen painful wills.

we slumber at nights
when the moon and the stars give no light
because our minds are an hostage of void
and our hands glint with gloomy moist.

we are the lonely orphans
and we can recite the lyrics of a sad song offhand.
we are toddlers caught in the limbo of grief
with our hearts questing for an undoable leave.