Sugar Daddies Of No Worth - Poem by Daniel Kuetsinya
As I amble the street at night,
In its fresh breeze I took delight.
Agog was I about my scholarship
So I smile and sing songs of worship,
A sudden scream took away my smile,
That I saw at the scene was vile,
Like carpet laid a young girl,
In dark lays the unknown pearl
Ready to take marital joy
With a man not even a boy.
To that old man I blame,
What I saw when I came.
I've to solve this sudden problem,
I took the courage of a moslem.
I whacked him on the head,
He fell heavily on his ground-bed.
What I did was to save
But it crosses not how I behave.
I'm proud of my achievement.
You that I saved now shout and larment,
You've now turned to accuse me,
'Do you think this ride is free? '
On the floor the man laid dead,
Blood oozing from his forehead.
When I realised the heinous act
Cold shivers run down my spine, infact
They froze the blood in my veins.
She now screams as if in pains,
The siren of the police drew nearer.
They took me away-a prisoner.
Oh see how my body you hitch,
And throw me into a ditch
Where I've got no money to cope,
Oh you've destroyed my only hope.
Go and face the law for your crime,
There shall you be till the end of time'.
What good is it to do people good,
Then they turn back at you-a hood.
In court, my case they say
Is the worst in this play.
In court that I realised
It was my uncle I penalized, In that black darky corner.
At the funeral murderer or mouner?
How should I present my story?
To whom this act so gory?
My scholarship shall pass me by,
In a cell I lay and cry.
Oh! What a big shame
That has taken away my fame
Through an unscrupulous uncle
Who pushed my wrist to shackle.
Sugar daddy of no worth
Has pushed me into death,
He's shut down my dream
Where dark sees no beam.
This I got from uncle Pedophile,
This heavy dirty dead file.
Due his unscrupulous have I lost
The precious fruits of life that cost.
See how uncle Crook
Has turn my life a jail-book,
Nobody is on my side
So I'm still inside.
If I had known
That my my life be blown,
I'd have gone a mile
Where my stars may smile.
Dark has already fallen,
My scholarship also stolen,
Oh, Mother I'm very sorry,
Never you think and worry
'cause I couldn't make it,
For maybe this is where I fit.
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