Never alone (1)

The holy house, the sacred sand,

The beautiful river and the loving hand

Are they real or just a mirage

He finally asked with a charge.

Poor lad, once betrayed

Found it so hard to have his trust laid.

‘Love is a drug, oh so bad…

Never leaves you the same, once had’

Had his parents, had his friends,

But was lonely all his days.

All he knew was a life unfair,

Full of tyranny and despair.

He looked at the sky,

He looked at the stars..

A feeling of happiness he thought would pass.

 

 

…. To be continued 🙂