'tis the Child
Looking at your eyes, i can feel the pain in you. I don't know how to wipe those tears gone and coming but i know as they drop, some pain heals. Things have been tough and now they look even worse but please don't lose the light in you. Things will get better. Continue believing and surround yourself with good friends. Continue dreaming beyond this hurt for even in the cloudy skies there's a rainbow out there waiting to shine. Your small hands feel confused and in fear. But they also feel strong and confident to me. Keep believing little one. You will always be in my heart.
'tis the mother whose face she wishes not to show. Whose name she refuses to mention. She fears she has not done enough. She fears she cannot do more to save her children from the war and it's curse. The fruits of her labour ravaged. She clings on to the little hope believing in her and the little feet that follows her steps. Searching and seeking the right nest from which she can watch her children fly.
'tis the dad who feels like he has been stripped of his armour. He watches his family and the pain incapacitates him. He feels broken and is afraid of new sun. He knows with each new day, new suffering births and old suffering worsens. He wants green pastures for his family. He wants to protect his family from death and sickness. He wants safety. More than a nest but a home that is free but also well fenced from all the danger out there.
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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