Street kids, Life

Dummy,

Daddy said that is what I'm, like my Mummy.

On the other said mum was afraid,

Occasionally angry in pain crying that i may end up like my dad..

So bad,

Street kid

Smokes weed.

Steels at a times just to get food

Selfish world.

Sad

Searching for love and sympathy "aki nisaidie kumi nibuy breko lunch au supper". Those are his usual word

Stuff coming out of his mouth consist of spoken word

Saying things that are better unsaid

Speechless though, they really don't make sense

Noise uttered in unconsciousness

Not that serious,  jokes at times make you smile and forget your sadness

Quacking like a duck 

Quarrel and fight among each other like dogs, its just that they don't bark

Quacking like a duck is one of those interesting words  that have two contradictory meaning,

To opponents to quack like a duck is an abuse. This may put you Six feet under and when you are at heaven or hell how you will wish you never did talk.

To some who agree with you its a gift, a talent that needs praise.

How did they end up in these street,

Home actually some have one but feel the street is more sweet

Kids also face depression probably

Either their mum or father did forget about their birthday

Elsewhere maybe both the mother and father or both drunkard..

Or either the slums just taught them on how to go hard

On girls stories its more depressing, its either she was tired

Tires of being raped

Raped by the people she was supposed to look up to their relative.

Rested in piece their parents and now the street is the only home showing them love

Sometimes it get hard

Street life ain't that easy, they are day they go without food

But they are things they will never lack

Luck, discretion, aloofness, a sort of saving stupidity.