Another Day


It, all of it,

fades away.

Be gentle a

havoc is day.

Feel all the

shells feet

under true

a sand’s heat.

Every path

has been a

way for all

under a day.

Hope, I pray,

is kept stern.

There is bliss,

it is earned.

Listen to a

soul who lost;

who gave up

at great cost.

I’ve felt hurt

way in deep

for a soul it

felt to creep.

Same but not

we all a pain

live much of

each all day.

Make anthem

of your pain

to function in

forms sane.



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