My Caring Community Poem by Peter Bodo Ong'aro

My caring community

You have always catered for me

You have nursed me

Clothed, fed and sheltered me.  

You have been given generously

To cater for my needs

And the general community

Within my means you have lived.  

People run away from me

But you have always stood by me

Hard times have cropped up though

You find it difficult to hold on.  

You find it hard to stand by me

Because the generosity is dwindling

People no longer give generously

For you to cater for my special needs.  

The hard times have made you turn away

You even threaten to close down Institutions of my rehabilitation and education

Because nothing is forthcoming.  

You forget that the institutions were built

For my sake

Changing them for other programmes

Will prove that you actually do not care for me.  

While I was fruitful you stood by me

Now that I am no longer providing

You are shying away from me

My caring community why have you forsaken me.  

Why should I carry the cross

For the sins I have not committed

You have always benefited

At my expense

My caring community why have you forsaken me.