A young lady inspired me to write this poem, due to her lost during
hurricane katrina...

It seems I looked just another day to luster, only to see my sadness drowned
in tears
I dote on my pass and find myself wondering, how lifes a blur and sustained
in fears
Maybe in time will bring a light of joy and my presence will be near, but as
for now I
will cry my soul, for yesterday is yesteryear

My waves of emotions clouded inside, yet yearning for a better tomorrow
I dance in grief to hide my shame and leave my feelings to sorrow

A lone of light has whispered in pawning a sole of divine love
I sequester my brass and revive my sound in the all mighty above

A long and dreadful future has worn and succumbed my powerless mind
My weakened body is overwhelmed with pain, my heart buried blind

I look back and sense my past, the wonderful days were grand, only to be
fooled and face my doubts with promising futures planned
My eyes a loom to the lust of affection and then I bow to thee, I linger to
refine myself and then I'm on my knees
Maybe in time will bring a light of joy and my presence will be near, but as
for now I
will cry my soul, for yesterday is yesteryear...


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