A Crack On The Ground Comments

'The cruel hand that fate lends in misery, To me will forever be a mystery, Who would have ever thought that he would be gone elsewhere, And that I would be staring at an empty chair.' _________________David Musyoka ________________________ Twilight is past and darkness reigns. The mem'ries of light, too, fade.. The future predicts unbridled pain. For me - a masquerade. Awake, I face fate's cruel test. Of bearing one more day, . The absence of your loving breast. And your sweet bouquet.. Love is strong, yet can't deny. The embers that remain. Will fail to soothe my mournful sigh, . Which I cannot contain. My days are spent as one destroyed. And wondering without hope. Of why I cannot fill this void. And why I cannot cope. 'Til death doth claim me and my soul. I shall love thee still.. 'Til then it is my lonesome role. To accept God's will.