Terrible are the times
Foresaken
In front of me
Married to the anguish
Instilled, harboured
Within my history.
When it is vanquished
Laid to rest
Then and only then
Will living really begin
And loving be
The best.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Did you forsake me, leave me to die?
Will my heart break, will I know why?
Power and strength are not given to cry
But for me the world is misery
Forsaken, cloudy and die.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Many the border cross
Up to the promised land
Where joy
Wonder are lost.
No one is forsaken
Only lost in a world
Of no glory, sadness
Broken hearts.
Turn around
Turn back
The world you live in
Is not the one lost.
Only your way
That’s the thing
Lost.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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