Who Are They? Poem by Gbolagade Taiwo

They wake up in the morning
They carry all their things along with them always
Their clothes have no wardrobe
Their shoes is always the same
They eat whatever they see
They drink from the bedroom of cockroaches
They walk from miles to miles
No place is far in their eyes
They sleep where the night pay them a visit
They always have night business persons as their companion
Their luggage is their mattresses
They have family but isolated
Fortune has drew the line between them and their people
They are referred to as brethren
But nobody take them as they are called
Help them when they need you
Feed them when they are hungry
Cloth them when they need it
Wash them when they are dirty
Give them shelter when they are homeless
They are your people
You are their benefactor
Do your role as you were sent to do
Just for the righteousness to be fulfilled.
They will always be around you.