Small

Written by: mapaseka Prudence Tshuwa

SMALL

SMALL CRIES I TAKE BEFORE I SLEEP
‘IS IT THE ANSWER TO DEAL WITH PROBLEMS?’
I ASK MYSELF
SMALL PROBLEMS FOR A SMALL PERSON

IS IT NECESSARY TO SHED SMALL TEARS?
SMALL EVERYTIME I AM IN PAIN
‘ARE MY SORROWS TOO SMALL TO BE CONSIDERED IN HEAVEN?’I ASK THE LORD

IT IS TOO HARD TO GROW, IF GROWING MEANS GETTING THROUGH PAIN
I SOMETIMES SEE LIGHT, BUT TRY HARD TO KEEP IT BURNING
LOST IN THE MIST OF LIFE, LOVE AND FEAR
PLEASE HELP ME LORD, I AM JUST A CHILD.