We Cry
Sometimes, we wonder
why things are like this:
so much problems around, that we ponder,
"what kind of crisis are these?"
.. so we cry.
Sometimes, it hurts so much
our heart aches;
we thirst for love, for care
but most times, all we see is past mistakes
.. so we cry.
We toss on our beds all through the night
our minds wandering to and fro
troubled by muddled thoughts that started by twilight
and continue till the cocks crow
.. so we cry.
In despair, we look up to the skies
wishing for a ray of light; a glimmer of hope
that will make our hearts soar high
but we feel nothing; we just can't cope
..so we cry.
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