When troubles taunt your mind,
And heart is anguished much;
No solution, you find,
And things remain as such;
When all efforts go in vain,
And friends desert you, then,
Better for you to walk in rain,
As your cry is unnoticed by men!
When problems haunt you galore,
Like winter, life turns meaningless,
With hope dashed to the ground and heart is sore,
Your search for solution seems endless,
Your every boon appears as bane,
Your prayer's unanswered by heaven,
Better for you to walk in rain,
As your cry is unnoticed by men!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-10-2013
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