Prince Kanokanga

Rookie (25-12-1990 / Harare)

Street Kids - Poem by Prince Kanokanga

Sarah close your window mothers shouts
Jane hold my hand
John quit staring
Familiar words
Relatives usually utter.

Little children
Sewage smelling
Dirt looking
Rough speaking
Daily begging.

Often alone
Deserted
And young.

Street kids
Youngsters living on the street
Infants, minors, juniors
Sufferers of violence
And abuse
Kids who don't have pleasant dreams
Or beds to sleep on at night.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 1, 2012


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