Teddy On the Street
"Alms, alms, alms...
spare me a piece of bread..
spare me your mercy..."
Wandering solely, all alone
Along the streets, everyone knows
Cartoons and tabloids, he stows
Lights with so little glow
He stood ready to go...
Roaming around from trash bin to bins
Searching, looking for something hot to eat
His eyes fixed and excited
For at last!
He has something to feast: a leftover burger
At once! he took hold; walking happily ahead
Heading to his favorite place: the seaside
There, he sits and quietly eat
Time to time he looks up (innocent eyes)
Beholding, the sun rising in the east
As he remembers how life has been
Three years past when still he has his mom
By his side, hugging him so tight
They had been two helping one other
From first hour of the day 'til night
Poorest of the poor they had been
Yet, so rich with the love and care they have
Until one quiet evening...
A mob came to their place
Taking all what they have
Even her mama's breath of life
He was barely seven then
No father since birth
No found relatives to be with
Now, no mom even to hug and kiss
And his life became a day to day struggle
On his own
All by his own
All by his own to survive
As he finished his breakfast
He went near the sea
Taking some water on his hand
Splashing, cleansing his face
From his plastic taking a pair of worn out clothes
With a smile, he stood ready to face the day
To the mountains of bread and butter, he went
Picking up, cans and plastics to sell
Under the prickly heat of the sun
Amorous smell all around...
He did not care
As he picked up and select
Picked up and select
Picked up and select
Fast as he can
Before others,
Come to pick and select as well
When his sack is filled
Confident enough
He went walking away to sell
Frantic at that day!
He run and run
Then before he knew...
A rushing car hit him hard
Throwing his filth body like a teddy toy
Blood oozing fast from his head
Lying half dead on the street
He heard sirens from somewhere
Voices of persons he did never know...
"Alms, alms, alms..
Spare me a piece of bread...
Spare me your mercy..."
by
olive_eloi
12:41 pm
revised: 03/20/2014
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SPONSOR: LEONORA GALINTA
2ND PLACE (TO GOD BE THE GREATEST GLORY.. )
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