Something Else Than Pain

The land which I once called mine

Has changed its smooth over time,

The land which once had disposable love

Is now the land that tortures the soul.

The land that once gave every thing

Is now the land that pierces the flesh,

Where once there was good out of nothing

Is now where I need a bless.

Out of all the misery and pain

Death seems to be the only path

Out of all the tears seems no gain

And unbearable wrath.

Though I know that one fine day

All pain will fade away like dust,

One day I will realize for sure

That out of all the hail and strain,

The land I once called mine

Can offer something else than pain.