Spare A Little. Poem by Zotena Moses

Spare A Little.



Givers never lack
it is written
she said to me
but practice fathered perfection
giving son practice

Let him who eat twice a day
spare a mini for someone out there
Yes
He has arms
He has legs
Yet all fingers re not equal
All heads are not sane
Spare a little


Look outside your window
See that little child smiling at you?
Spare a little


The earth remain
Yet men comes and goes
Look to your left
Look to your right
A man cries for help
Be the reason for my smile today
Spare a little.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: helpless
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