Laments Of The Common.. Poem by Uwakwe Uchechkwu

I and they, we live in a storey
building
with heaven over us
to keep safe our treasures in the safelocks
but very painful,
those up there, up there
they defecate on us
and each time it rains here
it did rain with vultures' dungs
such that our umbrellas can no longer
withstand these dungs they dump on us
Here, the common is the debtor to the worm
and at the mercy of the mosquito
who will feast upon our weary bloods
seeking to suck out the breath from us.