November 26, 2009
Who shouts a name?
Who dances with tambourines?
Who sings melodious psalms of joy

But who cries for help?…
And who does not listen?…
Don’t you even see me?

Sitting, watching, asking, hoping.

And still you don’t know…

Still passing me by…

But it’s no matter to me.
I’ll survive.

Through fire,
Through rain,
Through all the grief, turmoil, struggles

Pain, pride and devastation,

I will survive.

And you’ll see me again,

On the other side…

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