Poem
We interrupt the story to bring you some fine poetry. Thank you, you know who you are. I am touched beyond imagination :)
As I stand here,
Anxious, engulfed by fear
At a new avenue
Unsure of what to do
This junction is busier
And barely familiar
But I vaguely remember
That I had once before surrendered
Novelty was at its peak,
Glistening down at me, looking meek
New people, new faces
New streets, new places
I was besieged, on all four sides
By heavy clouds that would soon glide
above me, and pour all their anger and misery out
But where should I go and shout?
Suddenly I saw the sun fighting with all its might
Against the dark clouds, and I saw a streak of light
And I realized that there is always hope
I promised myself "I must be God's will, and I must try to cope"
As I stand here,
Anxious, engulfed by fear
At a new avenue
Unsure of what to do
This junction is busier
And barely familiar
But I vaguely remember
That I had once before surrendered
Novelty was at its peak,
Glistening down at me, looking meek
New people, new faces
New streets, new places
I was besieged, on all four sides
By heavy clouds that would soon glide
above me, and pour all their anger and misery out
But where should I go and shout?
Suddenly I saw the sun fighting with all its might
Against the dark clouds, and I saw a streak of light
And I realized that there is always hope
I promised myself "I must be God's will, and I must try to cope"
