A Helping Hand
From the dark phase of the mind
I wondered and stumbled blind
Quite often through the dark maze
I longer for star nights and bright days
Hoping to find a way or clue
A path leading to the truth
If there is just one route
Would it be you?
For too long I've bowed, I hope to stand
If only you would hold my hands
With love embedded in your heart
Quite soon a joyous feel would start
Am standing on a lonely ledge
And I see a figure titer near the edge
If I would take one guess
Would my guess be you??
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world