Just Remember
Remember to thank the Lord,
for while you lay sheltered in your warm
blankets and stable roof,they lay shivering
blanketed by the harsh winds,sheltered by
what one could ever refer to as home.
As you arise to that warm bath,that hot coffee
and that flavorful mouth watering breakfast
they are listening to the sound of their
growing tummies melodically crying out in hunger
relishing even that bone left over by a dog.
remember to thank the Lord,
for the troublesome child you bore
for their tears have turned to blood,
crying...hoping for their next child to
live longer than a month.
Thank him for the mother in torn clothes
who bore,loved and cared for you
as many lay in streets,bottles
and in graveyards...murdered and
abandoned.
once again,remember to thank the Lord
for the family that nags and shouts
ever so frequently...trying to lead you not
astray while their clothes are stripped
off by their uncles.grandfathers,brothers and
even fathers,
their backs are shredded by never ending
lashes...the brutality of a parent,betrayal
of relatives...the greed for money that ends the life of
a six year old...programming her professionally
for an exploited,drugged prostituted life
So next time you feel your life
a mess,your hair a tangle and shoes
wasted and old
next time you think you are poor
and will be bitter about it
just remember to thank the lord for
you are blessed and they are yet
to be saved!!
Copyright © Mbalenhle Lyca Khumalo | Year Posted 2014
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