Realities Of Life.

I have walked the road

Seeing pity fall as penny

On empty hands.

Tripped over potholes

That bruised my knees

And scratched my hands.

And I won't lie today, I won't lie

I have seeked comfort in every passerby

And I have found none, but a voice

That sang a lullaby to me, every night -

"One day, a day

The rain shall wash your sorrows away

And the days to come shall be filled

With rainbow, smiles and a clear sky".