Tears Of A Guard Poem by jafta maduna

Here is what I do
I value my people by protecting their most precious assets with each and every single breath I contain
Sacrifice a father for my children and a husband for my wife hoping that one day I shall be the time that always occupies them
Inherit each and every black attitude I see on the street and exhale trauma

That’s my life
Abandoned in the trash and blown by the breeze
What for?
Just for few Yuan’s to keep the survival of my family in my hands