The Ward Poem by Adeosun Olamide

The Ward



This man concealed in wooden box
Rich, Famous
That lifeless cold body
A Damsel
The legless street dweller
A Sprinter (Medalist)
This one with rashes
A Dermatologist (Doctor)
That neck with crucifix waiting the attend HIV counselor
A Celibate (Priest)
The one with marred face
A Model
The frail skeletal man
A Farmer (Commercial)
The one with senility (Forgetfulness)
An Emeritus
This one
Unknown
This one
Unknown
This one without hand
A Heavyweight Champion
That sightless man (Blind)
A referee
The deafened woman
A Judge
That one in that bed, without gown
A king, majesty and now this
The one with shuddering hands
A carpenter
All them shadows of self, all them journey endless

Thursday, March 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: vanity
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