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 horizonThat 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 liesAt the turn of the road. The author is a student at Kagarama Secondary School
