AN EXPERINCE

AN EXPERIENCE



My heart bleeds for the things I cannot change

Watching people suffer in a world that’s rich is strange



Last night I saw a little girl sleeping by the road

Compassion and pity hit me like a load



She was on her school uniform “white and blue”

I just stared at her not knowing what to do



The night was young but very cold

She tucked her arms in her sweater fold



I walked back and forth then I approached her

The brother walked up to me “what can I do for you sir?”



I’m a poet and I write for newspapers

I saw your sis and I got scared of rapists or kidnappers



Don’t worry sir; we are waiting on our mum

We’ll be gone by the time she comes



We live in the thatched house by the right

Very soon we’ll call it A DAY and goodnight



As I walked on, listenig to the savage garden song” Two Beds and A Coffee machine”

I learnt to appreciate the little things I have even if it’s a peg or a pin



And so I soliloquised the song as I strolled home

Another ditch in the road-KEEP MOVING

Another stop sign-KEEP MOVING ON

And the years would go by so fast

And you’d wonder how you ever made it through



Finally, what had I learnt?



That life is a challenge –FACE IT

Life is a journey-TRAVEL IT

Life is a song –SING IT

LIFE IS A STORY-TELL IT



People, while we complain on the absence of wine, some people wine and dine on the streets. so be ever grateful for were you are, because life could have been worse.