Little Boy

As you sat there...little boy,
By the jostling crowd that walks the pavement that you rest on,
Scooping the rice from that sad container,
Between your plunge...you lift your head and you looked in my direction.

I saw how naively you had define that moment as your life!
I saw how contently you ate...to you they were a bounty!

You made me weep...little boy!
You made me weep with rage,
You made me tremble with fear, for the things I allow them to take.

As you sat there...little boy,
I know my role,
Whoever you are, that blameless frame of yours call for protection,
Calls for cover under all condition.

Did you know...little boy,
My existence is at the expense of yours?
Did you know...little boy,
The system locks you there, and me...here?
Did you know...little boy,
The rice I eat, is at the expense of your lunches and dinners,
The games I play, is at the expense of your laughters,

How will He forgive me...little boy?
Will a card that say "I'm sorry" make sense to you?
Will a card that say "I'm sorry" do justice for all that I do...for all I did not do?
To protect you?

May He protect your little body...little boy,
While I try to set things upright,
Just so you and your little companies could enjoy His Merciful Gifts,
Could drink the water,
Could laugh the laughter,
Could breathe the air,
Could know that He is there!

Where My Being Longs to Be...

I think of you,
And the street you paved,
And the air you breathe,
And the sweat that trickles down your body.

I think of those around you,
About how lucky they are to be that alive!

I think of the sun that shone on your shadows,
The very one also shines on mine...I feel contented.
For if I still wait for the day I would catch a glimpse of that life u led,
Knowing we lived under His same blue sky...I feel a short connection with you.

I think of how He loved you and how He spoke of you often,
Naively...I envy.
My soul could not comprehend the things you had to put up with, and only saw how He repeatedly say your name, and so naively my soul envied.

I want to lead the same life you led,
I want to live in the same amount of space you had,
I want to breathe that same air,
I want to know how you do it?

I long for that glory!
I long for that love that knows no boundary!
I long to be lost in eternity,
Amongst those He loved and that's where, my being longs to be.

Mama

Mama,
Just your name I breakdown and cry,
Just your name and I don't have to ask why,
Just your name and I could fly,
Just your name and limit is the sky.

Mama,
Just your name and I'm a child,
Just your name and nothing is mild,
Just your name to make me smile,
Just your name ease my thoughts so wild.

Mama,
Just your name and life is bliss,
My troubled life is put to ease,
Just you there I know you care,
Just you there my equation square.

Mama,
Just your love and I am loved,
Just your love and nothing comes above,
Just your being and life is whole,
Just your prayers keep me from the cold.

Which Tears?

Which tears am I crying?
Is it the narration of melancholy of my people?
The muddled and puzzled look that has left their eyes blank for tomorrow.

Which tears am I crying?
Is it the weeping over the dead blameless bodies of babies?
Of mothers?
Of the buds which cease growing.

Or,
Are my tears the tears of fear?
If fear, what is it that I fear?

Are my tears the tears of obedience, which seem as far as the eye can see?
Are my tears the tears of despondence, for You and You only?

Which tears would in the end matter?
Which of these tears would in the end falter?

Which tears am I crying?
Is it the tears of my own sufferings...can it be that selfish?
Or is it of theirs...to which, what is the point in crying?

Which of these tears do You want rolling from my cheeks?
Which of these tears would atone for my deeds?
The tears of longing?
The tears of abject longing?
The tears of remorse, of abject remorse...for the things that took me too long...but dear God, there are no strength but that of Yours!