Dear Lord,
I’m in despair.
They don’t understand me.
They turn their face when I ask question.
They keep silent when I’m lost
What shall I do, O’ Lord?
Shall I stop living?
Or shall I just leave this world?
Is there any other option?
I long for comfort
I long for one’s care upon me
I long for a warm hug when I cry.
Shall my living have meaning, show me what it is. (Sumedang, Jan 2, 2009)
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment
Thank You for your comment