Puis The Street Nuisance...!

Pius the street nuisance, old and grey,

Every heartbeat he seemed to pray,

In his tattered coat, unbuttoned shirt,

Seemed a shattered lot, a stoned heart,

With a feebling walking stick, a sore bak,

Age made him look sick, said young Mark......

Pius deep in his eyes, was a tree of history,

All life eventually dies, that was his story,

Pius the old shoemaker, from the crowd,

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poem by Timothy Akankwasa
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