|
ira (f)
|
Here I am again, same spot Same place but not same time Walls are closing in around me Everywhere I turn a bump How long I can bear or last Yet to show and yet to be known
Life is a rollercoaster I know I have tried to ride the bumps Exhilaration at some points Fear at others and even sheer pleasure At intervals, obvious trepidation
Woops of joy, cries of woe Laughter, screams and yells I turn around and it’s still the walls Closing in and any escape possible? Yet yonder I view a tiny glimmer of light
Holding on for a glimmer of hope And I pray, Lord my only solace Who has not failed me yet? And I pray and beseech my saviour The only and one option that never fails
Escape due and triumph is awaited A survivor but only by his might If the Lord would be with me Then who would be against me? As I pray the Lord to stay with me
|