Black purse

Why do you think you can count millions 

When you cant nit your edges. 

You do struggle for a runner up 

Why not go higher to be a winner. 

The pains can't change your colour 

Fading rose never gets chlorophyll as a gift. 

Situation called your dad pain, 

Condition named your mom loneliness, 

But who made you a little sorrow. 

No city is big enough to hold your tears, 

Nothing catches bullet like your heart. 

Love is never careless to misplace you, 

Look beyond the light 

hope might be calling. 

Black purse!  Keep stretching  

Award isn't as costly as reward, 

Pledges attract much honor than wages, 

Your gallery cant buy your salary, 

Patient holds your surprise. 

For you might glue some dollars someday.