akachukwu chukwuemeka ( akabeks)

Rookie - 303 Points (23/06/1971 / Mgbowo, Enugu State, Nigeria.)

The Night Soil-Man - Poem by akachukwu chukwuemeka ( akabeks)

A sudden slashing of the fresh air
With foul odour of our abdominal rejects
When sleep has reached a snoring pitch
Always announces the presence of this
Hard-working faceless labourer,

Walking and working the neighbourhood
At dark nights, oblivious of the danger abound,
He sweats that we may live in good health.

This labourer of the night,
Dispenser of this dirty act from our
Digestive system contained in a cistern, works all night,
That we may walk the ‘Red Carpet’ at sunrise,

The night soil-man,
Have you seen him lately!
Some say civilization made them redundant,
Others says it harnessed their expertise,
Whatever they say,
The human bowel will always discharge its excesses
And this masked labourer s’ duty will
Always be executed as appointed.


©2008


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 17, 2009



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