The cold wind blows like Christmastime
The icy chill goes to your bones
If heaven had a plan, it didn’t include you
When you got a right to lose
Your stomach growls from hunger pangs
Your tattered smile looks confused
If heaven don’t allow no more sufferin’ than you choose
Who gave you the right to lose?
Sunny weather looks far away
Better days a memory
Didn’t plan to be alone for such a while
Funny what happens to dreams
You’re beautiful, but no one knows
What’s left of you is all that shows
If heaven would just smile and take away these blues
And take away this right to lose
Who gave you the right to lose?
© Kevin Centlivre 2007 (1999)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem