Sunday, July 1, 2007

my day will come

a thousand sunsets i’ve seen
to the desert of loneliness i’ve been
i’ve heard the hyenas cackle
many a crisis i’ve had to tackle

there are days when i’ve bled
battlefields that i’ve fled
sometimes the pain is too much to bear
and a smile, very difficult to wear

when things get out of hand
and life doesn’t go as well as planned
i keep aside my baggage of fears
and hold back my cascade of tears

‘my day will come,’ is what i shout
every time i am down and out
for what it’s worth, it gives me hope
the will to fight, the will to cope

1 comment:

pyl said...

: ) i hope we all can say sooner than later my day has come!