Costs Nothing

COSTS NOTHING

It costs nothing to lend a helping hand, costs more to mend a hand

It costs nothing to forgive, costs more to have a spirit of not forgiving

It costs nothing to say am sorry, costs more to hold bitterness and anger in the heart

It costs nothing to show love and tenderness when it’s required, costs more to mend broken hearts

Therefore, in the twenty-four hours of life that we are given each day,

Let us use it wisely; showing love, tenderness

And always being ready to say I am sorry;

And forgive one another

For no man is immune to pain; suffering comes to all, rich and poor

For it is only the fool who says in his heart I am immune from pain and suffering,

However, there comes a day when even the fool comes face to face with pain and suffering

After visiting the orphanage in Kawale, Lilongwe 4/10/13, I was inspired to write this poem.

Catherine Sekwalor 5^th October 2013