DIALOGUE WITH BEDMATE, THE SKY
STREET BOY: Love your nightie
So dark but brightening
Designed with stars and moon
Today we will sleep like loons
THE SKY: Thanks dear, Saw you during the day
Hauling distances with your drays
Saw you thirsty, so I cried down tears
Saw you burning, so I stopped the sun
STREET BOY: So caring of you
Wish you could cry down manna
Today, was no market day
No Woman to do me charity
Haunting across the backyards
Brought no leftovers
Tonight you sleep with an empty lover
THE SKY: Sad!!
But joyful because
All these make you stronger
And prepared for the elevation ahead
A resident behind me, called God
Has promised to change your destiny
He said, grow up this way
But you will die on top of the world
STREET BOY: Tears in my eyes
Oh my dear sky,
Indeed beyond you is my limit
God, heard about that man
But only the clothed and elite meet him
In that magnificent structure, church
I was there last week Sunday
The Ushers mistook me for a mad boy
Perhaps because of my best outfit
THE SKY: You don’t need cloths
You don’t need church
You don’t need money
In fact he is your secret friend
He spoke with you yesterday
And he is speaking to you now.
Am his foot mat.
He is right here with us.
Tell him you love him, if you do
STREET BOY: Love you Mr. God
Please if you are here, touch me
I need no huge amount of money
I need no elegant house
I need no degrees in school
I badly need love, parental love
THE SKY: God cries, I’m getting wet
His tear drops are raining on me
He also loves you
He wants your future to be a miracle
Moved from worst to best
STREET BOY cuts in:
Why frowning with clouds?
THE SKY: God weeps so bad, I’m soaked
I need to squeeze them on you
No, no, no, don’t hide
His tears are blessings
It doesn’t wet you
But soaks you with benedictions of tomorrow
Tomorrow you will;
Wake up employed
Wake up in suit
Wake up feeding the hungry
Wake up singing "IT IS WELL"
Wake up a role model
Let’s sleep my dearie
First published on Facebook on 2013-10-04 at this link.