Green Eyes

“Green Eyes”

Isaac is his name
A friend of mine he became
Child of the street, wise but tame
An ordinary boy becoming a man
Wandering through the streets
With his brothers under his feet
Protector of the little ones

Isaac is his name
No more guidance can he give
Their eyes have seen too much
To be guided by morals and rights
They achieve their wisdom and knowledge
Of wrong from the streets

Isaac is his name
No one can save him now
He must survive to keep alive
To wait for food until the setting sun
Bring people home for supper
Appreciating the left over lunch of drivers and passers-by
There to consume their waste

Isaac is his name
Riches and money he wants not
Money only brings people pain
Money only brings death
Nothing does he want
But a simple life
To live, day by day
Isaac is his name