Digo Road

Pockets may pinch, and debts may loom,

A heavy weight that casts a gloom.

But yesterday, on bustling Digo Road,

A different kind of burden showed.

A sight that stopped me, made me stare,

A soul who bore a weight to bear.

No legs they had, to run or roam,

Just wheels that carried them back home.

And in that instant, clear and bright,

My troubles seemed to lose their might.

For though my wallet's thin and bare,

I have two legs, a sturdy pair.

A gift I took for granted, see,

The power to walk, to move so free.

To chase the dreams that fill my head,

With every step, a path I tread.

This doesn't mean my woes depart,

But opens up a grateful heart.

For even when the way is rough,

I'll keep on walking, that's enough.