There is a Stranger……

There is a Stranger…..

There is a stranger standing
Outside my door
He often knocks when i am sleeping
I wake up and in a hurry look to see
But i never see him

There is a stranger who stands outside my door
he endures the cold rain and the hot sun
I often hear him knocking
When i am busy
at work in the fields
Sometimes i become indignant and wonder how could anyone be so rude so i  stop and in a hurry i go to see
But i don’t see him

There is a stranger
Outside my door
I believe my neighbours often see him knocking
because they call me up and tell me to go and look
I always rush out to see in a hurry
But i don’t see him

There is a stranger
Outside my door and he has been knocking
For a long time now
I wont bother to go and look because it is late
The sun is going down and it is too dark
Besides
My habitual friends have already assured me
There is nothing to see….

john konnor