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Stranger

Throughout years, my life evolved.
How many times have I provoked,
God's love. Love for living being.
But before I stop searching and seeing
I must find a place where I belong.
I searched so long, too long.
Is a road, a path my way of life?
Why that's all that comes into my sight?
Why isn't the world of men so clear?
Why isn't the world of God so near?
The questions I can't find answer to,
Then dear Almighty, tell me what to do!
Give me a tip, some kind of revelation.
Therefore I wish to fulfil my vocation.
With the hope you gave all creation.
The hope which ends humiliation.
In this beautiful illusion...
I didn't come to any conclusion.
Maybe it's your time of regeneration
Maybe it's time for ossification
Maybe it's time for changes?
Because world doesn't accept strangers.
                                                                               
                                05.06.2011                           Goodway

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