The road is uneven,
And the way is not definite,
There’s been no sun,
Even moon doesn't shed rays,
I feel it hard, O God, real hard
To spend these times and these days.
I am desperate and hopeless,
I stumble and go astray,
The only wonder there is,
That I breathe, I scrape and I pray.
I lost that direction,
That means to reach end of my search –
Which gave my spirit light
To move during day,
And to my, battered soul, Comfort
To rest the night by.
Life is now mechanics
Just a motion,
Lived just as an afterthought to –
The dreams that were one,
The hopes of togetherness,
The promises of sweet, tender Love.
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