April Challenge - Day 3 - Dear Footsie

Dear Footsie -I Need Some Fresh Air

No more excuses

You no immigrant

Standing on a wharf

You know your way around

I need some fresh air

Passage unsafe, you say

Potholes and fractured roads

Of Mumbai

Have chipped your bones frail

Three months now since

You last missed your step

Over an innocent stone

Broke an ankle bone

On milk and bread, I let you rest

Courageous is one

That after every fall

Reaches for a moon

The one who wait

For greener times

Never sweats

What is pain?

Just an attention seeking

Emotion,

To cripple happiness

Of a soul

Ignore it now

Life goes on,

Every scar reminds

that our past was real

And we survived

Stand up, dear Footsie

I speak to you

Walk

I need some fresh air