BENEFACTORS OF LOVE
He went on Chop, chop, and chop, goes the lad machete in hand
Not seeing the sun was going down twilight is fast approaching
But in the dim light I saw him as he raised his sharp machete
His bended head an arch back hides his little face from me
Too slow to move too late to shout I felt the machete stinging blow
I felt the pain as I hit the ground my blood came fast and start to flow
Screaming as he rushes on by Papa, he cried but he could not be found
Papa and Steve came running round a pool of blood lay on the ground
The wound was long my feet was severed hanging limp as a feather
Tightly wrapped with banana skins to hold what is left of feet together
There were no hospitals for miles around no transportation could be found
And upon Steve back I did ride a mile or so across country tracks
The doctor said not equipped for such a wound the hospital two miles back
Silly me I found myself fainting fast for blood had gush out way too fast
We took the fastest moving bus to Victoria Hospital of course
Five weeks later I am better limping up and down the floor to the door
My feet dislodged my spirit sad I cannot hide my foolish pride
My Papa said he have a plan son sit down here and do not you hide
A rubber shoe he fashioned and place it around my broken feet
Sat me upon his back trod to soak it in the ocean before the tide
Now that I can run a bit not so fast Papa’s rubber shoe brought it back
He is asleep with his father’s now, but I love him so and that is a fact
If you chance to see my hero his name is Steve, he lives in Gerow
This man I know him so well I never want to lose my respect for him
I will never forget the gallant ride and my benefactor the man called Steve
You too can find the love you sought through Almighty God everlasting father
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