Out of reach


Out of reach

On a street a father sits,

Heart refusing defeat,

Next to him his daughter sleeps,

Tears running down her cheeks,

He’s called everyone who will listen to his pleas,

to help him pay his child’s school fees,

He knows he must give his child the opportunity,

to be educated and maybe get a degree,

He wonders how education has been so expensive,

that it has become a luxury,

So tomorrow he will meet with her teacher’s,

 to beg for another week,

To give him time to find the money,

so she can be free.

iyabara©2010

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