One day
The man I love will find me.
The job I lost my youth, my family, my friends to; will take care of my old age, my family and my friends.
The bank balance will balance out the balance sheet.
The people who hurt me will die of multiple injuries.
The song in me will get sung.
The passion for living will scare death away.
Centrestage dreams wouldn’t suffer backstage.
The head will not punish the heart for not listening.
The smile will bring joy to my tears.
The tears of joy will make me laugh.
The wrong men will find wrong wives and lead wrong lives.
The grass will be greener on all my sides.
The moon will be the new star.
The travelling soldier will find a home.
The silent tears will howl.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
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