Kubiat Bassey

Rookie - 113 Points (February 1996 / Kaduna state)

The Destitute - Poem by Kubiat Bassey

Once, a man on the street I met
Elegantly dressed in tattered clothes
Different colours it had
More to come
These he cherished
As his only assets

He had nothing to eat
But for tasty sour meat
And a bowl of algae water
To go along with it

He romanced the cold night
On his bed of refuse
Which he shared with rats and cats
More yet unseen
He, a tasty meal for the mosquitoes
Who feasted until they had their fill

Though in this way
He still knelt to pray
Thanking Gog for yet another day
Seeing the sun rays
And the hope-full moon

Topic(s) of this poem: poverty


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I was walking down the street one fateful day in search of a dispensing ATM when I saw an mad man (maybe he was sane, just his condition made him look so. As i watched this mad man dressed in NYSC uniform, he bent over to drink water from a stagnant gutter. i could not believe he would be able to survive such. so it inspired me to write this. while we are hear eating healthy meals, cozy homes, loving friends and family, a brother is out there eating and living from our dirt. Truly, one man's meat is another's poison.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 9, 2015



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