Cry in the Dark

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    Cry in the Dark


    He stood and looked up at the heavens
    night was cold his body was tired
    worn down in body mind and spirit
    cast his mind back to his wife
    and his child the life he once had
    friends all gone no hope in heart

    Punched the air in anger and pain
    why me i tried so hard to be
    so long since he left his home
    his work his joy his very life
    left all gone never to return
    why me he shouted at the heavens
    lord if you love me where do i go

    Now ill and frail not a hope or home
    how could this be is this me
    tears ran down his face like rain
    he punched the ground and cursed
    god please help me to see
    he walked for a while then
    fell to his knees lay on his side
    then sleep came upon him at last

    He felt the cold no longer
    and the worry and the pain
    as he woke a voice he heard
    come with me and you will see
    he stood and turned no pain no
    anger did he feel his spirit lifted
    all was warm and light around him
    my son the voice said it is me
    take my hand no pain no more
    come to heaven and you will see
    just come with me

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