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Homeless

He's of no fixed address;
His identity lost in transit-
Like one of them underbride:
Homeless!
Yet he hails from that same clan.
But homeless....
The birds nest, the bees hive,
And the sciurine never perturbed.
Yet he roams- anguish!
Appalling....!
Oh homeless...
The world is fairlessly turning round!

by Eferebo Chibuzor

Comments (4)

Homeless! Yet he hails from that same clan. But homeless.... appalling, homeless, the world turns........ yet. homeless. thank you very much for this thought provoking poem. tony
Homelessness and destitution well depicted in an insightful poem, nicely articulated with conviction. Thanks for throwing more light into the plight of the casualties of terrorism. Remain blessed Chibuzor. Pleased read my poem COLOSSAL MISCARRIAGE OF JUSTICE.
Lost in transit! ! Nice work.
This poem is dedicated to all the homeless and refugees, especially the displaced people of NorthEast, Nigeria.