#WasOnce,ButUntil

I was once a stray dog on the streets,
I knew each of the street’s corners as I ate from their different dumpsites and slept under some dirty sheets.
I had no home nor friend,
Those who I thought were left me for the other end.
They spit on me.
And I had nothing.
Nothing but the will to survive.
Until when I met Christ.

Author: sander_ochy

I am a journalist, a poet, a spoken word artist, a writer, and performer. Life is all I write about. #Freeverse254

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