ON A BAD DAY
Not feeling very good today, feeling a lot of pain,
Somehow you carry on, trying not to feel sad,
Taking medication but all in vain.
Thinking back to the days of not so long ago,
Walking, running at a fast pace,
your face radiant and all aglow.
Disabled, having to use my stick,
Taking even more medication,
Starting to feel sick.
Look out of the window, watch the world go by,
Looking at people's faces,
All you can do is sigh.
Reach for your cane, always by your side,
How would I manage without it?
I guess I would be tied.
Cane in one hand, hold on to the chair,
Hands whiten, holding on tight,
Dammit, can't help but swear.
Must not give up, I made it across the room,
How much longer
This prison, this tomb?
Things could be worse, I can have my say,
I tell myself maybe, just maybe
It was not such a bad day.
A SECOND CHANCE
Sandstorm ending, sands setting still
Clean air, lungs begin to refill
Breathe deeply, a second chance
Life moving on, a time to advance
Thanking God for listening to our prayer
Moving freely, no more despair
Lives, so eager to transform
Wind subsided, the end of this sandstorm
Life giving oxygen, we can now inhale
All saved, young, old and frail
Time has come, ending this fight
At the end of the tunnel, always light
Grasp this light, it will show the way
Life is so precious, too dear to pay
A time in history, must never repeat
Open arms, neighbours free to greet
Living, a life without threat
Now a shadow, just a silhouette
Times past, we must forget
The seed planted, love must be our outlet
No more hell, only time will tell
All threat of war we must repel.
