SHE BROKE MY HEART
My heart bleeds for her, it aches for her She is three or four, beautiful, innocent I watch from the desperation of my pockets Right this minute I have nothing to offer her Why don't I have anything for her? Watching her breaks my weak heart photo courtesy of alamy She looks so frail yet so oblivious Her mother moves her around to find a dry place It is raining, usually I love the rain but not tonight Her mother is cold, her mother is hurting, her mother is desperate Her mother could use my help, but I have nothing in my palms Finally she settles for a drier place It is cold, too cold, Nairobi rain needs to go She has on a light dirty jacket, it stinks but that's just details I don't know if she had any food for day I don't even have any cash on me to buy her anything Her mother hugs her tight enough to keep her warm I can tell they got home, this is their home My heart breaks for the dangers they stand to face The streets are not meant ...