The Begger Blessed Me Poem by Ogu Henry Chijioke8888

Perhaps, her mother can not see,
She walked, out of a million, streight to me.
To plead hear needs and teas on me,
She said some words and held my knee


' Help, help, big brother, we have nothing to eat'
My heart felt the pain she feel, imidietly stoped to beat.
' O poor fulani girl, why on earth is it me?
' A poor school boy like me, who have nothing to give,
But take this little one frome me, thats all i have to give'


She ran streight to her helpless mom,
Kissed her tears and blessed my gift.
Behind i heard a voice
Blessing me, i believe.


She said it loud and smiled in grieve
' Blessed, O blessed is the one,
Who knows us not but give.'