As I crib, a midnight nappy to change
Someone somewhere grieves
the loss of their first child

As I grapple, with a second master’s
Someone somewhere laments
the compulsions to drop out of school

As I gripe the tightrope walk
in quest of that elusive poise of work and life
Someone somewhere stands deprived of both

As I toil to weigh my options
Someone somewhere bemoans
being left with no options more

Gather up your shattered self,
and put up a brave front
Spare a warm smile,lend a hand of help;

Whilst you fight battles
that are yours and yours alone
After all, that’s what life is all about !

All Rights Reserved        © Forever Free 2014

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s