THE LITTLE BERGER

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i am coming from the chichiri shopping mall, living a life as we call it; I drop the ice cream corn when, some distance, a street kid and little berger walks straight to me. Even neglecting everyone else and walks parallel to me, arm raised up and with almost dying voice pleading “help me.” In my hustle I try neglecting him but then the voice of conscious grips me and immediately I stop and dig, deep down my pocket. And he hardly blinks as he awaits for the little help I could afford. As I walk away I turn back for one more glimpse. He is too small for his misfortunes and hard life. Too little to lift the budging weight destiny is thrust on him. Too innocent for such an unjust lifestyle. And I walk away troubled and confused as to whether I had helped him at all. LORD have mercy.

Submitted: September 09, 2011

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THE LITTLE BERGER

Beyond the blue the Almighty lives

His geography clue the universe never leaves

Loving and kind at church they say

In the incandescent city he bears sway

 

King of kings He reigns supreme

Angels sing of His majesty sublime

A rod of iron with dazzling crown

Infinite mercies reach the trim of His gown

 

His blazon feet on pavement of gold rest

The land of knowledge where wisdom nests

There all tribulations are under arrest

And none of this here ever wrest

 

And He bows down the world beneath

Watching affairs down the Earth

He hears the cry of a dying world

Holding loose His hopeful immutable word

 

Down here pain and injustice reign

Anarchy and fear hold the reins

And righteousness and love never rain

Its tribunals and magistrates give lain

 

I saw it all in this little boy

Calamity and misfortune keep him abuoy

His skin wrinkled and tender flesh crusted

Where poverty is built a niche and clustered

 

Hardly walking and can hardly breath

Amidst town people who walk by in blithe

And so fights on till exhausted he gives in

And lays him forever silent in nature’s inn


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