Human - Update 2023

Human Sometimes, there are days That seem bleak, oppressive, cloudy and grey, When you don’t know why you are here And can’t even seem to find a reason, To stay. The dazzling bouquet of flowers You once held in your arms Have turned to ashes and dust. And all that’s left, Is just To reset the alarm And do the best you can - Or do what you must. And if you can’t open your heart, Unclench your fists And open your hands, Though your trust Was lost long ago And you feel too tired, To even to make a plan. Sometimes all that’s left Is to do what you must, And do what you can, Sweep the floor, gather the dust, Wash your hands, Carefully make your bed Wash the dishes and then Clean the kids room Again Buy eggs, beans and toast Again Because they’re coming At ten. You feverishly search For a cigarette But remember you promised To give up Again. So finally you decide And take your umbrella And go outside, But your strayed eyes Are blurred with tears And famished heart, So smothered with fears, You don’t see The lush green of the park And the pink blossoming tree. Or the man the you used love Waiting, So silent and patiently. And even though You don’t have another Lover, You are still not free. And although you miss The warmth and safety of his arms And gentle way he kissed, Even he, Couldn’t repair your trust, And so you go back To your protective walls And do what you can And do what you must. © Sangeet Portals 2022 – Updated 2023