Serious Problems
I thought i had serious problems with my spine
Now i know i am having an easier time
I saw other sufferers worse than me
As far as i could see
Today 16022022 went for physio
And felt a bit like an idiot
Whining
Pining
Feeling sorry for myself
Till i looked to my left
There were people in wheelchairs
And i thought i should have not looked there
I looked to my right
Only to avert my sight
Some were victims of stroking
Some crawling
And all i had was a backache
Make no mistake
I have a real problem
Needing a physio program
I remember when i was in Zambia they said
Sitting round a fire day by day
'Umwana ashienda atasha nyina ukunaya'
Translated in English grammar
A child who does not travel thinks his mother is the best cook
Going for physio is what it took
For me to see others and feel a bit better
I shall be doing physio exercises to the letter.
C.16022022
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you RMS and BAK. Appreciated