Monday, June 1, 2009

73 days of Rain

When clouds turn the sky all black
You may say a storm shall strike
But when it rains without a stop
One may lose the will to fight

And so it goes for all these days
Yet still i hope for light to prevail
Let the rain fall down on my face
Let me trance away from this jail

73 and counting, from grief to grace

1 comment:

  1. ora ego epidi eimai periergi thelo na rotiso kala pos vrethikes stin ameriki ela grigora piso ti kaneis ekei asxet apo to post sou alla auto ithela na rotiso den mporousa tha eskaga