I walked in del Pilar St.
you called me and asked,
"Can I have a penny?"
and I said, "I don't have."
You faced the lady walking
beside me, asked her
the same question
and she turned her back.
She ignored you then
you turned to me,
again, asked for a penny
and, again, I gave nothing,
I kept walking,
you followed me
while kept talking and asking
for a penny.
I said I don't have some
you ignored me,
now, the feeling is mutual,
aren't you satisfied?
I saw that you were not.
I saw how you wanted to
use your stick to harm
me and the lady.
I ran, you ran.
She ran, you ran.
I screamed, the people
became curious.
I wanted to use my
stun gun, but I hesitated.
You're just a kid,
and I don't want to hurt you.
Then you tried to use
your stick against me,
I felt different.
I wanted to hurt you.
I stopped myself,
I prayed for you.
A guy came to help,
he defeated you.
That battle you thought
you'd win, for a penny.
That battle you almost
killed and be a criminal.
You were saved by a guy.
We were also saved
by the same guy.
Still, you almost killed, me.
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