My heart was genuine
Little did i know i was being trapped
My kindness was warm
Little did i know i was putting myself in the biggest problem
My compassion was clean
Little did i know i was deeping myself in the pacific
My mind was holy
Little did i know it was just a donkey face speaking
Today am trapped
Trapped by a trap that i didn’t thought
Just because of my humbleness
And my genuine helping heart
I never thought would be this worse
But hatred has just developed
And only one thing could be better
A clear apology for that case
Genuine hearts still exists
Helping souls still live
Not by madness in the state of depression
Would one with a clean soul let you go
But who are you
The best self to compete
The best self yet seeking help
Every single day with a new thing
And yet you can cope with the helping heart
Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
Weeping Onion
Kenya