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Wednesday, 3 July 2019

Bemeaning


It’s a wild day for bad weather
A dark day for the rain
It’s a black day for night time
I can’t keep things just the same



It’s all a great vanity
A chasing ‘gainst the time
It’s all just for my sanity
This marking down a rhyme



We try grasp at the wind
We can’t rewind the time
We can’t direct the course
Of this river flowing of mine



I’m idling away
Searching for a spark
Looking for a way
Trying to leave a mark



I was here
Does anyone know my name
I am me
Is anyone else the same



This is my destiny
I didn’t plan it out this way
It’s my identity
What do you think or say



Is anyone out there
Does anyone look this way
Why am I here
Am I really here to stay