Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Forgive me by Ahmed Bukhatir

Today, upon a bus.
I saw a girl with golden hair.
And wished I was as fair.
When she suddenly rose to leave.
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and wore a crutch.
But as she passed, she smiled

Oh God, forget me when I whine.
I have two legs the world is mine.
With feet to take me where I’d go.
With eyes to see the sunset’s glow.
With ears to hear what I’d know.
Oh god, forgive me when I whine.
I have blessed indeed.
The world is mine.

I stopped to buy some candy.
The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it’d do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me.
“I thank you, you’ve been so kind.
“You see”, he said, “I’m blind”
Oh God, forgive me when I whine
I have two eyes the world is mine.

With feet to take me where I’d go.
With eyes to see the sunset’s glow
With ears to hear what I’d know
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have blessed indeed, the world is mine.

I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play.
He did not know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said.
“why you don’t join the others dear?”
He looked ahead without a word.
And then I knew. He couldn’t hear.

Oh God forgive me when I whine.
I have two ears the world is mine.
With feet to take me where I’d go.
With eyes to see the sunset’s glow
With ears to hear what I’d know
Oh God, forgive me when I whine.
I have blessed indeed, the world is mine.

hobble- disable in the foot or leg
crutch- T-shaped support for a lame person fitting under the armpit
whine- complaint
lad- man

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