Lady Sweeper.


Traces of time

Left behind

Each day:

She struggles to erase

Traces of existence.

Dust cleaner

Swallows evidence

of daily life,

If I clean

The floor


Maybe tomorrow

Might not come,

Future is a dream

Of hope,

She cleaned,

Until white hairs


Human machine

Well programmed

In daily chores,

Living in poverty,

Cleaning life


Until death comes,

With broom

In hand,

They say

She was

A good cleaner,

Cleaning life,



On the way,

To the funeral,

World mourns not,

she is replaced,

A new cleaner,

Arrives in cries,

Waiting to fill

Her space



About husysweet

I am a Muslim lady.I lurve reading and writing.I love manga and anime.My favourite anime in the world is Kishimoto Masashi's Naruto.I love Bleach too.I am a twin.I like glancing through newspapers and feeling drizzling rain on my eyelashes.I believe in One God who created the universe because if we had more than One God, they will keep fighting about the colour of the sky.I think too much.I am a Nigerian woman and sometimes it is hard to be a woman because you are taken for granted.
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