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There was a Time..

 

 

There was a time when I did care
When the pain came and I would bare
With that thousand mile stare
Never concerned about what was fair

 

And in the darkness I would crawl
From the fetal position bawl
Begging for an end to it all
Why me, why me , I would call

 

Spinning in the Web of doubt
Screaming please, I would shout
I've done nothing wrong I'd pout
Just a shell of he...without

 

Then the dawning light emerged
The sorrow in me suddenly purged
The power of the possible surged
The past the present ignited and merged

 

The warrior who had always been
Rallayed his spirit once again
The light inside became my Zen
In that moment there and then

 

The boy the man..the warrior still
I rose and fought, Demons I killed
The darkness let out a dying shrill
I drank it's misery until my fill

 

In the silence that ensued
I became myself renewed
This my life ardently reviewed
Ever ready I remain queued.

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