The
journey has been so messy
And
everything seems to be fallen out
As
nature attest to the fact all is not well
Darkness
engage a fist with light
In a
broad day light
As
conquest seems so afar a distance
It was
a journey that destination is far
Far
from the one that has it involve in stay
The
stay seems so unbearable
So
much anguish and pain like of the pain in the neck
Awaits
the dawn for so long
And
yet the dawn was never in sight
Foresight
loosen as nature refuse to give yield
To all
the request a failed proposal
Contract
not awarded talkless been deliver
In all
these all with hope resounding
That
someday the moment of recovery will come
Even
though not foreseen but strength comes in number
The
heart is sick and lost in thought
Awaits
the dawn as a ship taken to the slaughters house
The
darkness is so obvious
As a
tiny light of darkness reflects
Through
a tiny line across the darkness
Everything
seems fallen apart
With
all humanly effort can contain the light to conquest
The
issues kept complying
Everything
racing to a dead end
Without
no hope as the world watch in dismay
Of
what will become the whole story?
When
the curtain would have been drawn
The
cock crow one morning
The
sound was coming so silently
As
that of the interlude of a music piece
And
suddenly the curtain is drawn in twain
The
dawn of a new thing the moment of recovery has come
The
pain of yester years of yester-night
Pain
has come and gone the night is far spent
Dawn
has arrived and the moment of recovery
Has
finally come everything is over
The
moment of recovery
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