Despised Because Of Poverty

I am a nobody wandering around my country

I tried going to school for my little English

I was brought up by a suffering lady

I am a tormented citizen in my only country

She was a woman who breastfed me at all times

She gave birth to only me and I was later dumped by my dad

When my father denied my mom at my sight

I felt no more to exist on earth

The tears of a mother dropped on my old torn shirt

She had a terrible disease that the grave didn’t spare her

I was abused, criticized, dumped and kicked like nobody

Even those I pleaded for food and drops of drinking water

Chased me and assured me of theft and being a drug addict.

Yet before mummy passed away she had taught me morals

Even when I met my friends and relatives for help

They abused me and asked me to look for my level

I was talented and tried out over the streets of Kampala

A good dancer in me and a great singer settled

But rich men and women drove their cars and bypass me

The government was aware of my presence because we were many

Will the poor own no happiness and joy on this planet earth

Why drop food in bins yet here and there we are many over streets

Will I be tormented because I lost my guardians

I will deny my relatives because they dumped me like nothing

Orphans don’t deserve bad situations for they are innocent