Voice Of The Orphans Poem by Agbaje Samson

we are the child of the world
our parents have sleep,
we beg for arm,
at the junction,
just to take something to mouth.

You sleep at your house,
in the midnight,
we also sleep,
under bridge,
you dream, we dream.

we have something to show the world,
but who will watch us?
if we cry,
who will plead us?
talk less of show us love.

just as if we are not human.

Is fate that seems unfavour us,
we are not animal,
we are part of the world,
we can be the odd,
we are the orphan.

we lives besides you.