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SLUM BREED 1 By: Bakre Olafimihan






 
I was born in a slum,
Grew up in a slum,
Have the mentality of a slum,
But my heart is richer than that of those who live in Banana island,lekki,Victoria island.

I walk around the dirty land on foot,
Brush my teeth with bamboo stick,
Bath with smelling canal water,
But am endowed from heaven.

So sad I don't posses the spirit of pen
But my bohemian fingers are endowed.
I sleep in Open Sky
But grace brought me this far.

I don't possess expensive glasses
Am always happy tracing the sun rays with my eyes.
My poor parent couldn't afford to buy me a polythene bag to stack my books,
But I rock the slum carrying them on my hands.

I don't have a shampoo
My hair always shine under the sun.
Barely can we afford a three square meal,
When trouble comes,we are capable of facing the entire army.

I haven't been to a airport,
More-or-less entering a aircraft,
But I av soared higher than that in my  dreams.

You tagged me a SLUM CHILD
You give me a stinky stare
But I believe
It is the essence of our motherland

SHOUT OUT TO ALL WHO LIVE IN THE SLUM.

OLAFIMIHAN💯💯

Comments

  1. Oluwajimi Thorpe22 August 2017 at 12:33

    We are representing street wise and intellectuality 😎.

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