CONSULTANT WITHOUT A FIXED ADDRESS

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

You can`t do it alone
No, you can`t fish single-handedly
The well is full already
And its banks overflow with foams of wrath
The farm birds are cut off and stranded.

I`m the one who grew up in Leightonstone
But I didn`t live cowardly
I gathered empty cans and sold them cheaply
While every evening I read McGrawth
Today they`ve made me an item that is branded.

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