HOPE

"What oxygen is to the lung, such is hope for the meaning of life."

Monday, April 4, 2011

CRYING EVERY TEAR…


Walking the straight

In life’s race,

Gate after gate

It’s hard to find my place


Sunrise to Sundown

Pain is everywhere,

I’m spinning around

Crying every tear


Called up above

God’s grace He enshroud,

He sent me His love

My head, unbowed


For the Omnipotent

Nothing is impossible,

He is Omnipresent

Though He is invisible!


© Sheriff G Ali 2011

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