Wipers: African poetry/Nigerian poetry
I watched him!
I watched him hawk under the whips of the pouring rain,
At the slightest opportunity he would chase,
Cars after cars he would run
Benz, sienna,Jeep, rolls Royce
He chased but his chase became futile sometimes
He chased but the wheels of the moving vehicle would out run him
He chased and decided "it isn't worth it"
He had to rest.
The traffic came to a stop,
There he went Again,
I watched him try
"Oga nah 2500...
I watched him hawk under the whips of the pouring rain,
At the slightest opportunity he would chase,
Cars after cars he would run
Benz, sienna,Jeep, rolls Royce
He chased but his chase became futile sometimes
He chased but the wheels of the moving vehicle would out run him
He chased and decided "it isn't worth it"
He had to rest.
The traffic came to a stop,
There he went Again,
I watched him try
"Oga nah 2500...