The Chirst Will Open My Good Path - Poem by inguruwatta pushpadewa
Do you look my sad of heart all though who could rescue mine sole?
Among people walk about finding for kindly heart to tell that tragedy tale
Which of cruel people women get together demolish mine innocent world?
Oh I am living like die man everything vanished with live tare
Never believe before that meets how much pathetic world living human being
They telling large lies for earning money all though peoples are blind dumb facing
Never rum about everyone its not same once upon day telling
But I have never idea goanna change my life of living
Whence dream is comes true take me away till die my sadness
It will be burn by your warmth give me chance living like human beings
Hold in delicate hand forever and foot stepping till end of the roads
Begin darkness will light early morning with new rays
No one need heard my sadness song they need live with for ever
The Christ is never look outside from me who is forever
Every heritage of environmental create by him for world of leisure
He all ways watching me whence he will open my path for better live
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