Better things

11.29. 2012

To see you right around the pavement
Under the scorching heat,
Reaching out that old wrinkled hand-
Passersby are ignoring your existence.
Just for alms, just for alms.

To see you all excited,
Though you said, you were ‘slightly delayed.’
And though they tried to explain,
After more than 9 months of the carry
You’ll face the baby was dead for more than 2 days.

Just when you finally gave forgiveness,
I saw you gently grip his fragile hand,
Holding your tears as he gave his last breath . . .
And it finally hit you,
You loved your dad through those bitter years.

I saw myself as just selfish.
Thinking I had the world at my back
To question why I had those problems
It is such a big mistake because, if I had theirs,
I think I wouldn’t make it through the day.

It pays to see the things around us
For better things, we do possess
There are greater things behind the hurting
For the life that some may try to end,
Maybe the thing that one might beg.