49 Mean Ness Street
I woke up.
Opened the door.
Shut the door and there they were.
The beggars feasting on the remains me the day.
Blind legless armless lepers and assorted deformities assaulted my walled enclave of iron.
49 Mean Ness street had become a beggars banquet.
Beggars eating, drinking, laughing, dancing, loving.
Blind looked at me and spat,
I was the invisible
Alone in Mean Ness Street
Inspired by Nigerian Curiosity “BEGGARS, ETIQUETTE & 9ICE” and the deporting of 160 Lagos beggars to Kaduna State by Lagos State Governor. How do you deport people in their own country? Ahhhh they are beggars!
