A Worrier Is A Brave Man, Always Poem by Sally Traore

When i woke up
I saw him leaving
One my left was a letter
that stopped me from breathing

He had to work again
what should i do? cry
with these tears always dropping like the dopplet of water
ooh they are coming out of my eye

Will he comeback
i know he is brave
something muy happen i'm just worried
This year, no grave

A worrier is a brave man, always
he choosed to be one right?
that's nobody else's business
his job for the nation is done bright

A worrier is a brave man, always
but sometimes he needs some special days
And they all served our blessed country, Hurray!