Lament Of A Street Kid

Are you my friend or my enemy?

Do you hear my tears rumble down my cheecks?

Or duck away from my flashy smile.

Do you give me a shelter or a house?

Let me lie in peace at night

Or make your moves while I doze off to my nightmares.

I have never laughed nor felt the love of a mother

I have always longed for the protection of a father

All I ever know is to run for cover

Run for cover as if I am a thief,

A thief running away from the cops.

My life has been characterised by pain and suffering,

Lack of belonging and protection.

I have never managed to say mom or dad

For they thought I was rotting away in the dustbin,

Maybe they killed the poor woman who heard my cry and came closer.

I was never destined to live on the streets, but the streets found me

The people chase me like a skunk and take in stray dogs and cats.

I also wish I could wash the smell off me, but where do I go?

The pavement is so comfortable a bed might feel like a feather.

The passing cars are my alarm clock.

I have always looked at the stars at night and wonder if they feeling lonely

And every time I do their bright light bring tears to my eyes.

Tears that remind me of the loneliness I felt in the dustbin,

The dustbin that I now rely on for food

The irony of life, the dustbin gave me shelter and now gives me food.

Are you my friend or my enemy?

Me, too have a heart to love and the mind to think

A chance is what I have been denied
I know I am not your friend, but come closer let’s talk

I am not numb nor dumb don’t rub me off like my mom

I love her though, she could have aborted me.

Find her and tell her I am alive well... C-More!