SaysMe…. Very nice poem. Hopefully things will get better.
I used to post here more often but haven’t been on here for a while but I will try a little poem myself.
I cry,
I try,
I flail,
I fail.
I wonder,
I blunder,
I scream,
I dream.
My cries does any one hear?
Does anyone really care?
Trapped, that’s how I feel.
Everything is so surreal.
Trapped in the dark,
No sign of light, not a spark.
How will I break free?
This bleakness seems to be gripping me.
As I walk in a daze,
Everything seems to be a haze.
I notice a man, broken and poor,
Clothing tattered, lying on the floor.
The haze clears,
Such a sight brings me to tears,
Is my life that bad?
The poor mans life would I rather have had?
Suddenly it is clear to me
This incident helped me see,
G-d guided me this way,
To help the poor man on this day.
Although I still have a way to go,
Some are worse off, now I know.
With a kind word and a gentle smile,
I give the man 10 dollars, for him it will go a mile.
As I walk on,
I realize that life is like a marathon.
I can either give up and be left behind,
Or push ahead and have the finish line in mind.
Of course if I do it on my own,
It will just be me, all alone.
With his guidance and love, all my troubles I can withstand
And just like the beggar who felt forlorn,
G-d sent an angel to warm his heart, broken and torn.
So too in time I’ll see,
My troubles and sorrows G-d will turn to joy and glee.