Afterlife
I have borrowed soup
Faced to I fell upon my pride
I have been devoid of earthly worth
So bottom
The roof under which I lay my head
Electricity and water was cut off
I have been the but
Of people's pity
Wearing dirty underwear
Day's on end
Knowing the nightmare and darkness descend
And there is no light at the end of tunnel
And there is yet further hardships to face
But I shall awake to dawn
And I shall be reborn
1 Day
Maybe not in this life
But in yours
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2018
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