Just a little thought

It was yet another market day
None like had ever been my way
Been waiting for it quite sometime
Now that it was, it seemed the right place to be.

May I ask, sir, what you want?
A voice, almost a whisper came up to me
I turned with obvious relief Only to find a cripple
A lad, I was sure, not more than ten

"Nothing you know anything about"
My pride was hurt, what did he know
To speak to me.
Me!

Now to him I spoke "If you really must know it's .....
It's none of your business"
And turned aside, moving away.

I was now upset
Tired, really fagged out
Three and a half hours burnt roaming the market
And still in search of it

"Ah! It's you again sir
Still looking for it?"
The little cripple, creeping up asked
With disbelief written all over his face

I was the man, he was but a boy
Yet he made me feel So nervous just standing by him
"I fail to see how that bothers you"
Was my reply, with enough venom to choke a snake

But now I looked at him
Straight into his eyes
And caught a glimpse into his soul
Written there was pain beyond his years

He tore my heart then as he smiled
His face creased up in heavenly delight
It took my mind away from me
Away from my selfish thoughts

I had found more than I bargained for
A body of pain filled with joy
And love to give away.