Walking in Manila Late At Night.

Dark thoughts and a heavy heart had forced me out the door,
to make my feet consume the spirit and help me hurt no more!
But the first I saw, was a feline friend, upon a glass shard wall,
with nary a care or a sideward glance he continued his lustful call!
When next I chanced to see a child, playing upon the street,
and wondered at the day's late hour and how she smiled so sweet!
The heavy heart I had brought along was weighing heavier still,
with all my hope for happier thoughts not responding to my will!
The wind kicked up to stir the ground, a clattering of rubbish,
and looking round I saw the sorrow of the future's children punished!
Eventually, I turned the corner and came back to my neat little row,
Where the scenery is more comfortable and cool breezes blow!
But pain and sorrow are not so easy, that one can lose them to a stroll,
where life is concerned we take what we're given, there is no control!