Vagabond Poem by Akinrinola Tosin Emmanuel

POEM: VAGABOND
POET: AKINRINOLA TOSIN EMMANUEL (EMACOT)


From East to West, North to South
Dangling around every hooks and corners
Moving From one country to Another
With no future to imaginate
And nothing to explicate
Vagabond

Another lonely story without any care
Shoots a puffy white cloud of smoke in the air
We can't help but stare at all of our dreams
Briefly lingering there as it disappears
Leaving the cold, winter road seem so quiet and bare.
And the sun in the sky is In our eyes as it rises
Vagabond

We are Vagabonds, A king among the poor
We are Vagabonds, A king among the fallen
The lowest of the least, The best of the worst
We are ostracized in the other world
We are vagabonds, we are wanderer
We are poor and drenched with poverty
We have no home to live and family to miss
We are different from humans yet born of man
We are vagabonds, at night we find
each other in the late hour of the night

we are the wandering souls
They say all roads lead back home,
And every journey ends where it begins,
Why do we feel so lost?
Even among humans we feel neglected
We spent most of our twenties living out of suitcases and shacking up with madmen
At twenties we have no future in view

We are vagabonds, We are different from thugs
Riff Raff as we are called
We put on tattered cloth just to cover up our nudity
Walking, roaming with no aim of searching a single thing
So many questions we ask, are we going to marry as a wanderer?
Are we going to give birth to children as a wanderer?
Even with a skeptical future we still fondle each other into a villanelle of hope
And maintain our brotherly love even as a wonder er.



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