Everything had crumbled into ruins
When I lost everyone I once called mine
It seemed I almost had no grip over life
There was no drive, no hope to rise back and shine
Not until I bowed my head down;
In front of the almighty god, the divine
And he blessed me with a basket full of hope
Once shrouded in fog, my life is now full of alacrity and I cannot decline.
Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 11:00 AM UTC
Everything had crumbled into ruins
When I lost everyone I once called mine
It seemed I almost had no grip over life
There was no drive, no hope to rise back and shine
Not until I bowed my head down;
In front of the almighty god, the divine
And he blessed me with a basket full of hope
Once shrouded in fog, my life is now full of alacrity and I cannot decline.
