Precious Dismays.
Our griefs and tears,
Are none other than ours!
It doesn't reduce any pain!
It's whip cracks into our broken hearts!
And hurts our depressed brain!
Oh!why did you create such a crying being?
That could only shed a few drops that grieved!
That couldn't even moisten the soil it stood!
For sorrows no one believed!
If a cloud had life,that it could live!
It's grief and tears had so much to give!
It's dense dark sorrows would have brought,
A soothing shade when summers were...
Are none other than ours!
It doesn't reduce any pain!
It's whip cracks into our broken hearts!
And hurts our depressed brain!
Oh!why did you create such a crying being?
That could only shed a few drops that grieved!
That couldn't even moisten the soil it stood!
For sorrows no one believed!
If a cloud had life,that it could live!
It's grief and tears had so much to give!
It's dense dark sorrows would have brought,
A soothing shade when summers were...