17/05/2026
TEARS OF AN ORPHAN ”.
In tale of sorrow and pains
Memories remains, pictures still
Feeling ache deeply in the heart
Feeling curse, as I make friends with
Animals
Life without parents, made me to be a thief
I imagined, seeing the pictures and the unforgettable memories when tears flow like the great nile
I steal not because I like it but no lunch nor dinner for me
I steal not because I like it, but because I had nothing to wear
I steal not to invest but to survive
Tears stop flowing, my parents will not come back
Tears what are we doing, should we beg but no one cares to respond, let steal
I didn't choose to steal but tears and hunger force me
I live in street not because it's the best place for me
I live in street because no parents to build shelter for me
I count bottles of water, coz I have no class to calculate maths
I use to think, whether I was born there but tears just flow on the cheek untold
I am a child of sorrow and darkness, no care bridge is where
sambrano Melissa
