Final Curtain
Long time I stood
In the middle of a crossroad
Trying to find my way
On the shades of black and gray
I found ups and downs and plains
And humps as big as mountains
I found muds and puddles
And I jumped through countless hurdles
For the tides of time are cruel
Like sickles that rip my soul
Like the winds and storms in fall
That blind me out of my goal
But the most gruelling of all
Were the heights I took to fall
But I shall dare to try again
For faith in thee is my captain
For in thee is my final curtain
No matter how high is the mountain
No matter how deep is the pitfall
I'll be with you after all
Copyright © Roger Roger | Year Posted 2022
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