The Sun Ascends, the Sun Descends

~2/9/14~ The sun ascends, the sun descends Leave me alone, loneliness The morning mourns bitterly – the hummingbird’s song mends The stranger holds in his distress The singer hesitates and sings no more Her eyes are bloodshot Illuminating sun spreads sweat upon me like butter on toast… The sunrays hit me to the core The desert’s winds are dry and hot The sun ascends, the sun descends The sun ascends, the sun descends As I wait patiently for a sincere reply to my prayer, I must prepare for future’s company by doing tedious errands His miracles bestow upon me…I’m no longer a debt-payer Nor am I that little boy that’s immature My house is unkempt and I’m juggling doubt I must train to be a loyal host and choose the right route The ferocious darkness, with its sharp, black talons, Chases away high hopes and optimistic spirits, Once motivating me to be zealous – you scared me out of my wits I was caught off guard, but my zeal comes back and hands me loaded guns Ooh! Beat that! My positivity and pride weighs tons I pick up after my “sweetheart” niece when she spills her plastic beads on the grubby, brown carpet (but I won’t be upset) I’ll encourage myself to pick up good deeds and forget about the adversaries of the past that are eager to make me feel regret The sun ascends, the sun descends The sun ascends, the sun descends The dusk grows colder than ice, but the dawn drives it away – I’m very grateful! Animated mockingbirds let out earsplitting chirps, welcoming a remarkable day Barely surviving in this morning heat – it’s unsettling to the extreme – this ain’t cool! The night dries out in the sun like a raisin; I want it to remain this way, but I’ll soon embrace dismay My faith is as puny as a germ . . . I’m the virus of sin The soldier says boldly with pride, “Let the battle begin!” The pack of hungry wolves approaches me – I’m their target! I’m their victim! I can hardly breathe; my heart pounds vigorously like a drum; my feet feel like lead But I’m still running at full speed – my conviction will never dim My dreams will become a reality and my cup will be filled up to the rim They tore my peace into pieces of chaos, my soul remains disheartened and grim The sun ascends, the sun descends I can’t move a muscle anymore…let them bad wolves eat me with vicious greed For I’ll remain in need and I’ll be an unnourished seed Sooner or later, I’ll be their upcoming dinner, devoured ruthlessly The sun ascends, the sun descends