Children Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

Children

Proudly Stepping out into an empty hall
Trying to sing it soft and raw
The man's snaps on the wall
The guitar and I all alone
My legs twisting like plane tyres
To feel like it's moonwalk again
Mom always would screamed a witch
And dad would come a firing squad
With his black belt made from cow
Said your voice is scaring
And wooble as a sick man's bed.


Plagued by my darkside,
I've got a strong gut,
That's about to be lost
This same boy he had sold,
Who'd tucked his white sleeve
Walked away in the fight.
And the man I've bought-
Don't know just if a woman,
Could cry better like me-
Or Like I'm not good enough?
Following the path but it's failing.


Wanting to use but full of jokes.
Wanting to touch but it's flying away
Like I'm torn parts into two
I wish they are here today,
Both watching me doing it.
I feel small and weak in my guides
Slowly losing my religion away
To see all the lies outside,
They have made me stronger,
Nothing but the reality is inside of me.
I'm now a better child of yours.

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