Comments about Timothy Akankwasa
Puis The Street Nuisance...!
Pius the street nuisance, old and grey,
Every heartbeat he seemed to pray,
In his tattered coat, unbuttoned shirt,
Seemed a shattered lot, a stoned heart,
With a feebling walking stick, a sore bak,
Age made him look sick, said young Mark......
Pius deep in his eyes, was a tree of history,
All life eventually dies, that was his story,
Pius the old shoemaker, from the crowd,
Pius the undertaker, others thought thought aloud,
No one seemed to know his birthplace,
But all London knew his sunken ...