For in a space of time and want
You could be down and lonely
Seeking for redemption and a ray
With a desperate mind fueled with eagerness
Which could lead to stray or rather pay
All happening in a spec of second
Unrecorded warranted second
A change can happen in that frame
It could not be a glory or a fame
But the manifest is sure to happen
Dripping in a steady pace towards you
Just keep in expectance of it
For in a second of want and yearn
It could ALL HAPPEN!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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