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MY PLIGHTI have a questionThat will lead me to my destinationAnd unfold my dreams and ambitionTo take me out of rejectionFor in it I see a visionOf happiness and future appreciationWhen I was young in twosLife was sweet and in it's bluesSitting on my feeders lapsAnd her,patting me in happinessWithout knowing what life had in store for meNOW i sit with a heart over weighed with heavinessSurrounded with life that proves no happinessAnd a future engulfed with a cloud of sadness After the sole mother's life being unsuccessFor she died of the life full of restlessnessAnd left me in the world of confusion and hopelessnessToday,I sit under this shade With jiggers and mites being my friendsThey are so noble and daily companionsWith nothing to fill my stomachApart from my daily outcome of the dustbinsNothing to lay my head onApart from the cupped hands that act as pillows and blanketsOn Christmas,i sit on the verandah gazing on the roadWatching other children happily holding onto their parents With christmas gifts and goodiesAnd christmas blues filling the airWhile wind of of solitude fill my stomach Withno one to remind me of the celebration timeAll days to me remind me of solitude and sorrowA good morning greetin to me is a wallop just because I spent the night on someone's veranda I cry out of pain and sufferingWishing for a new day to comer in my lifeA day,the term 'father' will have a meaning to meA day when our Kenyan streets won't have the deprived and miserable street childrenA day when LOVE will be shower genuinely and shared equally through out the worldYES, my question is WILL THIS DAY EVER COME? and WHEN?
Thank you James for your poem
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