Lucky

"A star shines bright no matter where it is," a depict of a street child's mind.

Running, down the streets of Nairobi,

I hate this part, hoping i dont get caught,

Screams everywhere, mwizi! mwizi! (Thief)

I have gotten used to this, 

as it was my hustle on holiday’s,

escaping with people’s property along the streets, 

just to  get a meal for my family,

I am young and fast so i never get caught,

but it isn’t always easy,

last week i sprung my leg,

this week i almost fell down,

my friend got caught yesterday,

so i might be next,Damn!

I hate stealing at times,

but when i think of my siblings,

then i see those rich people,

it breaks my heart!

they have more than they need,

walking around flossing and shopping,

like the have no care in the world...(psst)

I am jealous and i secretly hate them,

they never have to struggle, always happy

but as for me, my mother is always nagging

making me feel guilty, like a breadwinner

but i dont blame her,since dad died

she really struggles to provide and,

begging doesn't help much either,

so here i am, running

In the middle of the road, reckless

i just hid behind a heap of trash,

luckily i am tiny so i can get away with it.