The City's Fear
“You don’t have to go to the city son” He told me as I broke the news The new job that I just landed After the interviews was mine at last. It'd been years that I found that job. He feared for my life going to the city For he knew I would be lost in the city. The journey to a new life began, To the new chapter of a beginning, To come back a changed being And that my family life transit too. I love the new city life, The buildings, the men and women, The language they speak , I am home- Away from home. But what do I hate? The city people have no kindness, No compassion for a rural invader in the city. My things they take when am not around, And all, they remain quite and lock themselves in Unlike the rural people, Friendly and aid their own. Dear daddy, I hope you are fine, I hope my mama too. Does she still smile at her thoughts about me? Do you still believe that I ain’t meant to be here? Dear Daddy, city life i