Ghetto Highbrow
These streets don’t give cold shoulders
Like the opulent streets of Maitama
Or the flowered crescents of asokoro
But awakens you to a medley of wannabe dreams
A flat, a shop – storeys emerging from a shanty!
In a striking dissonance beauty transforms the beast
The people are warm, the law is far
You could smell the inner ghetto in your backyard
And watch dreamers covet you in their dream
While the louts eagerly await yuletide raid
A path meets a roadway, power lines tempt balconies
Someone fails to toe a plan
Another builds on a sewage line, raises a fence
Against the river, the river waits upon the rain
Different sounds from different homes
Different colour for every house
The road turns pool when it rains
While the river reclaims its lost land
JUDE IFEME
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Like the opulent streets of Maitama
Or the flowered crescents of asokoro
But awakens you to a medley of wannabe dreams
A flat, a shop – storeys emerging from a shanty!
In a striking dissonance beauty transforms the beast
The people are warm, the law is far
You could smell the inner ghetto in your backyard
And watch dreamers covet you in their dream
While the louts eagerly await yuletide raid
A path meets a roadway, power lines tempt balconies
Someone fails to toe a plan
Another builds on a sewage line, raises a fence
Against the river, the river waits upon the rain
Different sounds from different homes
Different colour for every house
The road turns pool when it rains
While the river reclaims its lost land
JUDE IFEME
Subscribe to POETICALLY SPOKEN by EmailGet the My Triond Articles widget and many other great free widgets at Widgetbox! Not seeing a widget? (More info)