The Child, The World And The Bullet. Poem by Elias Ng'ang'a K.

The Child, the world and the bullet


Sister Perscaris,
A front desk office cleaner,
Gave birth to
A strong tender boy.
At a hard living times.


But the father,
Dickens Jameson
Said no no,
'Ain't no way thats my child.
I got family'

So Perscaris, breathes
In and out, .
prepares to become
A father and a mother.
But she couldnt teach
That boy
Things that only a man can.

The clean up employment
couldnt be enough
To raise the boy.
The boy grows into a man.
Hard times notwithstanding.

Decides to look after mama.
The boy, With no education,
Joins a survival gang.
Steals some
Penny for the belly.

But Law enforcement
Turns the boy quick
with a bullet on the head.
He calls out 'mama! '
But passes out breathless.


In this world
Of every child
For every bullet!