Tell me my leaders
How low shall you stoop?
Humiliate me like a homeless man
As if to you I was nothing!
I agree I might be a nobody
To you - but remember, good sirs
I sat and suffered in dungeons
Whule you enjoyed the life that I fought for -
Your life!
Tell me my leaders,
Is it too much to ask for?
To be treated like the elder I truly am?
Even at the dinner table i eat the crumbs
Of the very bread I toiled for!
And after that I get to use the black napkin.
Tell me young man,
Do you really think I love being respected?
Or treated and given the red carpet?
But do I really deserve what I'm getting?
KImani i think you deserve more. Nice poem. keep up. Please read mine and comment
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I would like to translate this poem
A hearty cry for justice