Yes, that happens to bring us sorrow,
To live deceived until tomorrow,
Caught in the desert - human race,
Where the heart turns stony-grey.
Don’t mind the judgement,
Condemnation -
Fed up with long storms of deception.
Not trusting the remorseful looks,
We strive to see ahead of glooms,
Walk through the intersecting paths -
The new rain’s coming our way!
Do not let this going away
Into evasive shadows
By treading lower paths;
But wake up in the early morning
Towards the cross of life,
New dawning.
Step forward to the bright of day,
The radiance of a new today!
translated 31 May 2019
That happens
© Copyright: Айжан Сакеновна Мухамеджанова, 2019
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