A DONKEY'S WISH

I am so gentle, burdened and heavy laden,
Yet willing to be subject;
I never complain 'cos that is my duty.


I look fragile and tender,
seeking for attention, but not finding any.
Indeed grossly misunderstood I am, 
By the one who owns me.


A large reserve of strength,
I've got,
But a time to go slowly, I may desire.
Never! says my master's whip.


A little comfort, a little sleep, 
Oh! how expensive it has become;
'Cos I feel too heavy to move.
Crack! comes Mr. whip


If I could but get a little love,
A little tenderness, a little care, a little freedom,
A delightful creature I surely will be.


But mankind has it all!
A burden bearer, a gentle saviour, and healer
A comforter, a friend and helper.
Yet he considers not his good fortune!


I really wish I were man!




Written By
Inyengi Kalio