To have nothing at all,
Is to have much still,
One`s share in the sun,
And the winds that blow,
A right in the road.
That swings over hills,
And the far horizon
That lies below.

To have nothing at all,
Doesn`t take from mind,
Its free moving thoughts,
Which still know their abode,
Nor the hopes that`s ahead,
Nor the sorrow behind,
Nor the future that lies
At the turn of the road.

The author is a student at Kagarama Secondary School