The Saintly Cryout Poem by Titto Mutunguti
The Saintly Cryout
He is a punctured tank oozing.
With love and life
kind works and volunteers,
Calming hearts that shed tears
He hovers like a housefly
that can dare fly over fire
Son of Mother Teresa
A modern day saint.
He teaches me that life is a sea of choice
With purpose intertwined in our inner voice.
What is denying the fish in me
from grasping a fresh saintly breath?
I'm going for it.
I'm going for it.
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