Her small foot is swallowed in my canvas print
Her palm firmly on mine
She looks at me and smiles
I’m taken by the shine in her eyes.
‘I’ve never been in a big car,’ she says
There has been no need, where she stays
She has had no place to call home
Her life, has always been on the road.
School? Classroom? Foreign words
Words that the white one has
That has no place in her world
A distant dream, no more of a thought.
I smile at her, my heart breaks
She may never get her big break
Guns and bombs, her future they take
A sad and never ending plague.
As we walk around, its time for me to go
She wants more, not ready to let go
I whisper a promise.. I’ll come back tomorrow
She smiles knowing that may not be so.
So I get into that big car
Her hands firm on the window
A hard painful load I swallow
She mimes.. “Above the clouds..”
Above the clouds I will be safe
On the other side of this life
Above the clouds, I will be great
On the other half of this life.
