#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat
Trumbling over ,again & again
God, save'em from the peril,Amen
Hardest was trying to find the light
They say it was worth the sight
searched halfway across the globe
only to realise its the hardest job
Had a heart forged in fire
But the way it melt, like its bare
Fed up in the end , I try to slide
Only to find the light inside.
© cal