Wednesday : F for Fall

Usually on a day like this,

I long for the coming Friday.

I woke up early this morning :

Prayed and got myself a cup of milk

To fuel my vibrations…

I have seen these scenes, this crowd…

This folk are familiar to me…

Omniscient today, I witness a young baby girl

Playing like a deer on the train corridor,

Suddenly she fell on her forehead.

She wails like a siren!

Then her mama vouched her

And she retorted :

‘You will grow up and forget it my dear…’

The reaction I get while pondering on this

Is that every human soul is fallible...