She doesn’t see it, never will she
Yet she believes in its presence
‘I mean, how can I not believe in angel?’ she said
During the chilly nights
When sheets and blanket are all she has
Without walls to protect her from the wind
Without mattress to comfort her after long days
She feels safe and protected instead
Since she believes that there’s
A pair of wings which always wraps her tightly,
Holds her gently and keeps her warm
She feels safe and protected instead, because
Her belief doesn’t let her shiver
—DNP
Tag: humanity
Little Boy
There is this one little boy
Sitting in a carriage with his eyes popping
Left and right he sees
Looking at everything which catches
His attention, his big eyes
His mind never stops wondering
Imagination is his strength
This quite ride, this long ride is the perfect time
For him to create a narrative about the world he sees
So tell me little boy
How do you narrate this reality we live in
Would you describe it as a beautiful and bright world
As bright as your popping brown eyes
Or would you rather describe it as a tainted world?
—DNP
