Mural

For at least nine years,

he stood, in his woolen

hat at the concrete corner

junction asking strangers

for money. His dwarfism,

may have been the reason

for his struggle. Or just one

part of the injustice of being

born coloured into this sick

society. The years embedded

wrinkles onto his eyes. And 

now he's become immortalised,

by a mural in Oranjezicht.