what a slum dweller faces,all the miseries of his life go unsaid unless someone becomes teh mouth for their unspoken, pitiful lives


All cloths of mine are well torn

Though from months there’s one i have worn

My shoes are undone but i won’t complain

As tey don’t have laces, which could be blamed.


I am nonchalant, but a bit numskull

I stroll like a pooch in the evening sun

My life isn’t ful of zest and fun

My only mistake is, i was born in slum.


With a glimpse of this place hideousness is defined,

I liar i would be if i say i love it

When i beg people say “go to hell”

It might be better than where i dwell.


Every other day i feel more worthless

But there’s not a soul who cares.

Satchel and bags i too dream of them

But living in dreams is just not fair.


I do bath daily in the filthy water of sea

That threatens to swallow my mud house

My future is tumultous i can foresee

Everyday the sea sings dirge for me.


It’s ridiculous to say but i’m jealous of dogs.

There stomach gets more food than mine

I fight them in the slum’s bog

For a half eaten pie to dine.


Ain’t i a human? Don’t i have the right to survive?

Even i’ m a living creature whom god has gifted life

Oh god! Won’t oyu give support to this lame,

Show some benevolence; don’t let me be who i am.

Submitted: June 14, 2012

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El Steveo

Hey there, I was drawn by the title to this one. Your words do justice to a sad reality. Short and not so sweet (in a good way) I liked this. The very minor grammactical mistakes take nothing from it. Well done!

Wed, June 27th, 2012 6:13pm


thanks el! i will go by the poem nd fix them too. thanks for reading.

Wed, June 27th, 2012 11:20am

Ellen Michelle

Great poem, and great emotion in the lines you have wrote.
Well done

Sat, June 30th, 2012 9:58pm


thanks ellen :)

Sat, June 30th, 2012 8:06pm


Very good poem. It's very touching if you read it with your heart. Great job

Fri, August 24th, 2012 6:21pm


it's from the archives, thanks for reading

Fri, August 24th, 2012 11:42am


Of all the pieces of yours, this one is my favorite, by far. I wrote something very similar to what you have here. And the thing about it is that I love how I came up. I wouldn't change it for anything. It molded me into the person I am today. I love this poem a lot...bravo....the poem is called my ghetto- urban jungle.

Mon, August 27th, 2012 1:15am


i will make it sure to read it,, thnks for your time pal!

Mon, August 27th, 2012 1:34am


touching in an eye opening manner
i digg it

Wed, September 5th, 2012 6:22am


thanks for reading pal!

Tue, September 4th, 2012 11:25pm

April Pearl

Good one! I have written an essay on a similar topic..slum dwellers..A like from me..

Sun, March 2nd, 2014 5:38pm


thanks for dropping by, i wil make sure to check you write up soon..

Thu, March 6th, 2014 11:29am

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