He Is The Answer Poem by John Dadzie

it was cold, one stormy night
the moon remained elusive in the sky
with no sign of a star.
he was there lying on the alley
there and then i asked whose mistake?
there was no answer, he laid there still
maybe on an empty stomach, i sure cant tell.
in a tattered dress,
a sight that never impress.
a tear drop trickled down my left cheek
i felt numb just the second.
i heard a whisper,
he is no mistake, but a situation to correct your errs.
it is your choice, would you leave him to lye or would you let him stay with you?
you pray to me for a good heart this is your time.
you pray for favor he is your lucky charm.
you thank me for my love, he is that love,
please let him stay with you?