Groans and cries
Clearly I did hear
Emanating from darkness
Dried stiff of cheer
Whose soul in torment
Whose heart is in pains?
Is there a mind somewhere,
Troubled in sorrowful chains?
It was a torturous night
Sticky and sultry hour
It was dark all around
Of the unfaithful, deserting power
The fans were silent and still
The humid sweat broke my sleep
I walked out to the verandah
For a piece of rest to keep
Looked out of the window
In search of a little comfort
In vain, that was the moment
Voices floated to disconcert
O Father, who art in heaven
What is Thy will for me?
Are there groans and sighs
I fail in my selfishness to see?
Xavier Bage
Thurs, June 30, 2016
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