5-25-17 I’ll Never Forget This Place

 A new atmosphere 

A new road 

New children and new parents 

The sky looks brighter 

The ground is decorated with broken glass and garbage 

Houses topped with metal sheets 

Flowers growing wildly in every crack in the road 

Barefoot and dangerous 

Singing songs and banging on trash cans 

This is where I long to be again 

The sun on my neck 

And children begging to be held up to the sky 

Talking with a different tongue 

But with the same heart as mine 

God printed in their palms 

Raised higher and higher 

But here I see the dirty 

The broken and outcasted lives 

Heads held low and quiet voices 

But with the same heart as mine 

I too am like them 

Broken and searching 

And I remember it all 

Living there 

Seeing their souls dance for God 

I am in awe

And I long to be like them 

•i'll never forget this place•

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