Am not scared.
Am seated on the street on a cold night
With an empty bowel at my feet
But am not scared.I was waiting on my garden
Counting my yields once harvested
But now that I have is ash,
But am not scared.I have lost my job,
And my loved ones,
Those that I had loved and looked up to
But now all that is gone,
But am not scared.Am not scared,
For my hope is in you,
For my strength is in you
Am not scared any more,
Now that I have got you.
Beneth 25/08/2010
Hi beneth,
I did not know that you are a poet,
Vincent Makokha
I do,
I my free time.
Thanks for the visit