Congenital Failure Poem by RIC BASTASA

in your life there will be rain
it is just a matter of the weather
a little sunshine
may come and with whatever warmth
take it

there is a place where the sun never comes
it is the island where you live
accept the fact
the some guys have all the luck
accept the fact
that the doors are all closed
that there is nothing for you

perhaps a door waits to be opened
but not here
for this is but a temporary party
do not weep
it could be that you are bound for something
long lasting

do you believe that somewhere there are angels?
that somewhere there is a room for you?

there is always the other side of the coin
hope, there is always a star that glows even on darkest skies.