I come from a place called motherland
It's the womb of humanity
The nest of existence
It is not awkward to be there
Because every meal is a beautiful flow of love
Every breath is a celebration of life
Every moment is a prayer
I come from a land faraway from here
A place where humanity is in perfect harmony
But now I am a witness
Brutality displayed in the streets
I have seen horrendous stuff in this world
Stories of children on their own
Motherless and hopeless
Poverty as their companion
And uncertainty their daily bread
Truly, this is a terrible place
Where simple human ethos are trampled upon
And common sense is scarce
It is an abomination to God to neglect children
An atrocious crime against humanity
©Kenneth Maswabi
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