My friend
i stood on a crowded road
with hunger in my eyes
and sorrow in my heart.
No stranger came by
No rain fell
to quench my thirst or hunger.
My friend
i have walked everywhere
no doors opened for me
no god came to rescue me.
My friend
i ran
and i stood still
till all hope did vanquish
till morning turned to evening
till seasons came and went
but no stranger came to help.
My friend
i prayed and i cried
but no heavenly god
came to rescue me
from my plight
My friend
i fought
and
i survived
and years did pass
but i still remember
those days that i now so cherish.
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