Category : Poems

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WALKING BAREFOOTED IN TATTERED CLOTHES
FROM RAILWAY STATIONS TO BUS STATIONS
FROM BIG MARKETS TO SLUMS ON PAVEMENTS
I TELL MY STORY
I TELL MY STORY
IN FACT, I TELL MY SAD STORY
I FLEED FROM HOME TO BE FREE
AS THE PAINS WERE NO LONGER TO BE CONTAINED
I FLEED FROM HOME
I FLEED FROM HOME FROM MY SEXUALLY EXPLOITATIVE STEP PAPA WHO ALWAYS TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME
I FLEED FROM HOME
I FLEED FROM HOME FROM MY ABUSIVE MAMA WHO ALWAYS TOOK SIDES WITH HER HUSBAND
I FLEED FROM HOME
RUNNING THROUGH THICKS, FOREST, BUSHUES THROUGH TO THE CITY
HERE I AM
HERE I AM
NO ONE TO TURN TO, NO ONE TO LOOK TO, NO ONE TO TALK TO
HERE I AM
LYING ALONE ON THE STREETS OF THE UNKNOWN
THE STREETS ARE UNCLEAN YET THIS IS WHERE I LIVE
I ALWAYS GO TO BED ILL THINKING I AM GOING TO LOSE IT
WHO WILL STAND UP FOR ME
WHO WILL STAND UP FOR ME
MY DREAM HAS ALWAYS BEEN TO BECOME THE FIRST FEMALE PRESIDENT
BUT WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT DREAM
IT WAS SHATTERED
BY MY WICKED STEP PAPA AND MY CARELESS MAMA
IT IS NOT YET TOO LATE
STAND UP FOR ME
STAND UP FOR ME
STAND FOR ME NOW
HELP ME AS I HELP MYSELF
FOR THE STREETS ARE UNSAFE
MAYBE I WOULD HAVE BEEN THE ONE TO CHANGE THIS COUNTRY'S STATUS
STAND UP FOR US NOW
FOR WE ALL HAVE A BRIGHT FUTURE 
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