Whispers of Child
On this cloudy night, my heart tightens with fright
Tensions are high, and I don’t even know why
Words are spoken, of promises broken
Tears fill their eyes, followed by heart-wrenching cries
They are always so complicated, and that is why I am thinking of getting emancipated
For their pain is my pain, but now it’s driving me insane
Managing their frustration and depression, has become my sole occupation
To me they are so dear, and hence ten times the fear
For them I’d give my life, sacrifice anything to take away their stress and strife
But I know that if tried to offer my assistance, it would be met with a lot of resistance
Alas, on this cloudy night, I crawl into a corner and sit tight,
As I know this is not my fight
All I can do is pray, for a better day
Copyright © Lydia Gachuhi | Year Posted 2012
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