About this poem:

This poem came in me when i was in bad time,that moment i realized that as we grow,we do things that turns to be choices in future,i realized that if i didn't do that i wouldn't be here,feeling that pain you can not express,i was in a taxi travelling when hot tears come running on my chic,i had no money,i was hungry,i was going to ask for a favor of accommodation, i was taking my daughter to the college,i didn't have money that time,but i had to push,choice i made,choice i made,but i had to move,and move,i had to think that the dry season will pass,and as dry as it was,my girl will not stay home coz i don't have money.