Abraham’s Poetry: Voice without Source
Voice Without a Source
by Abraham from Ghana
IF definition for a perfect life in a perfect world exist,
Then i am yet to come across it.
Voices that cry within the Bossom of the street,
deep in to the night ven with harsh weather…they refuse to die out.
Not with rain nor shine..
neither with or without clothe
they won’t fade off
Deep in the bear floor and dirty street.
Laying on the pavement by the bushy road ,
can’t any one hear them?
I do, because i am one of them
One of that voice… still calling out.
see following link for background: http://nikhilarora.com/2008/06/21/poetry-from-the-african-youth-a-new-addition-to-this-blog/
