HAD I STUMBLED ON TAR
One missed step,
I was down,
My screams alerted a stranger,
He came huffing across the main road.
Walking home after a hard days work—
Is no child’s play.
I could feel the warmth of blood,
Oozing from a cut on one of my knees,
The grip of a human’s hand,
A voice echoing,
I had just got off the taxi,
Criscrossing the road is fatal,
I was lucky I tripped and fell—
On a pavement.
Had I stumbled on tar,
Unfortunate things could have happened,
Could have gone to heavenly Father—
Before angels read out my name.