03/01/2006
Lovett
Lonely at the train station i met Lovett
Sitting on edge at the far side of the hallway
I thought of it and turned back
It could have been me
Blond and tall.A face that once was
The outline of a story with a wayward plot
Endowed with rags and homeless
He looked at me with hollow eyes
A painful shot at his right hand
Internal central heating system in his terms
Drug gives him an exotic ride from reality
A trip from truth,pain and suffering
Tears fill my eyes and break my heart
Who will tell Lovett's story
A talent of music burried inside, a clogged up well
Who do we blame:God ,goverment,self,me i have no clue
The only dollar i've got in my empty wallet
barely one cup of coffee to enhance his eternal heating
Who owns Lovett? What gonna happen to him at night
Will he freeze to death?
Ain't no blond but life has given so much to me
I've got a passion that lives on inside
I've got a roof,I've got food and i've got care
Thanks Lovett you reflected life to me in a new way
Am forever grateful i met you boy
Chuns
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Hey Simon!
Keep on doing the good work, posting articles here, they are encouraging.
Thanks for reminding us to look Jesus in the eye every minute of every day, its the only way we will get to be perfect, just as our Father in heaven is perfect. It is what God demands of us as His children. Plus the challenge to be thankful for what we have got family, food, clothing, shelter.... God truly has loved us. Rathimwo, you & all Gods people.
Posted by: Wambui | 03/05/2006
HI Wambui!
Thanks for reading and commenting on my blog.Thats very encouraging for me.God bless and keep you.have a very blessed week and a fun one too.
Simon
Posted by: simon | 03/05/2006
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