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I'm A Hawker

Today I'm on the corner of the street
Tomorrow I will be at the Lorry Station
I sell things of everyday use
The bell in my hand is my jingle
Pardon me if my dress has the stain of dirt and perspiration

I am a hawker.
I keep my stuffs open so you can take a glance
Even though flies keep perching on my fruits and toffees

Children wait for my arrival with their money in pocket.

I overcharge my young and innocent customers.
I sell stale items to them.
I am a hawker
I sell my things on top of my voice
I come to the Train station in the burning heat of the sun

Rains and heat cannot keep me indoors.
I place my things on a large aluminium tray
Although I have a passion for economic self reliance

I'm a nuisance to the Metropolitan Assembly
I am a hawker
The arrival of the new mint has magically declined the patronage of chewing gum

I will be at the funeral parlour this weekend to sell hacks and handkerchiefs to the mourners

I will eat a braised lamb liver
I will escort the dead with a dirge and dance
I am a hawker
Written By:
Nana Ama Asantewaa Kwarkoh

by Nana Ama Asantewaa Kwarkoh

 Posted by: Nana Ama Asantewaa Kwarkoh


Paul - Knust | 12/30/2016 9:58:48 AM

I'm not a hawker though, now I know their plight. Well done Ama.


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