Poetry

I GREW UP AS A CHILD By Saheed Alowoeshin

Written by Editor

I grew up as a child
Who has no where to hide
Even during rainstorm I slide
Having no choice than glide

I grew up as a child
Who has no space as abode
Even when dungs look like a road
having passed it then I was told

I grew up as a child
Who has no cloth than rag
Threading trio dif cloth I tag
No shame so call my bag

I grew up as a child
Who eats one square in the mid
Who walks all round for he plead
That which gives space for his need

I Grew up as a child
Who wrote those lines above
Who strived so hard to remove
Rag, dung, shame, threat then he move

I Grew up as a child
Many races came, thanks, I had run
Tears tookover my cheeks, Yes I had mourn
Life was so hard but now I have won

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.