Dare put your self in my shoes

“Get off my way you little piece of shit

Free advice, get a job. That is how I made it”

I am so sorry Sir. Sorry for being on your way

I haven’t eaten anything the whole day

Can you spare me some change, please

Just a dollar, I beg of you Sir. Look, I’m on my knees

“I’d rather buy gowns and dress these trees

Than to feed you, stinky f*@k head”

My life ain’t a glass of milk and toast bread

So, dare put your self in my shoes!

They laugh at the scars on my face

Stare at me like I’m from outer space

Sounds of my cry is there favorite song

In the dump site, they say is where I belong

Smiles on their faces, tears in my eyes

Cloud of sorrow replaces hopes in the sky

Not a glass of water, now that my throat is dry

But beautiful flowers on my casket when I die

Sorrow is done, death in on a standby

So, dare put your self in my shoes

Pain, tears, agony, my soul is sore

 I can’t hold the grief anymore

Lost all my strength to win this war

My head on my knees, I hold myself on the floor

Hold my breath and slowly count to four

Creaking sound of the door I ignore

The poison is strong; I’ll soon be no more

Not a sunbath on a white sand shore

So, dare put your self in my shoes!

- Edwin Onyango