London Baby Poem by Andesikuteb yamusa

London Baby



You little creature,
Must be wary.
For you cried your first in a stranger's palm, covered with faces that are not yours.
Smiling your first with distant cousins that mean you no good.
Your ignorant father giving you a stupid privilege, of having a useless dual citizenship.
Thinking it will shape you.
You that little creature must be wary.
Cos a man with two houses is as good as a man without a house, without a direction, without a focus.
You that was given birth to abroad
Cry, for your plight is two.
That of your first cry and that of your last.

Saturday, December 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: future,love,love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Manonton Dalan 26 December 2015

i read it twice...i know something is coming...must be chief telling a kid,

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