The colors have all drained from my wings

[Stanley Stunodd]

Like a flash from the heavens, I was suddenly struck
Good fortune had run out, time for bad luck
A warm summers day, bright and sunny
When out of the blue, I began to feel funny
My eyes went dark and my balance was lost
I grabbed for the wall but, it twisted and bent then got tossed

I awoke in the hospital, cool and clammy
Looking around I saw my wife and my Mammy
From that day forth, with each passing day
The colors have all run together, pastel colors, cracked and dry
crumbling with each beat of my wings

Eight long years of not being able to fly
My soul aches so much and my heart let's out a cry
I once dreamed of so many adventures and visiting new lands
I'm left with no home, a walking stick and an old dog, who lends me a hand
A gray shadow of a man, the kind nobody pays any mind to as they pass by

[AbuMubarak]

you gotta get a grip guy

one woman, man, child aint worth all of that sorrow

death of a child is the worse thing we usually encounter, and even then, you still gotta hold strong

a grown woman? didnt lots wife leave him to hang out with some gays? i dont remember hearing him wailing

get a grip guy, you got tomorrow and the next day and the next day (unless the angel of death takes your soul) if that happens, i recommendd you get straight with your Lord before you worry about the loss of some human

humans are temporal, Allalh is everlasting

[Stanley Stunodd]

you gotta get a grip guy
one woman, man, child aint worth all of that sorrow
death of a child is the worse thing we usually encounter, and even then, you still gotta hold strong
a grown woman? didnt lots wife leave him to hang out with some gays? i dont remember hearing him wailing
get a grip guy, you got tomorrow and the next day and the next day (unless the angel of death takes your soul) if that happens, i recommendd you get straight with your Lord before you worry about the loss of some human
humans are temporal, Allalh is everlasting
I do understand what it is you are saying, and thank you for reminding me of these truths.

Now, did you like my poem or what?

[AbuMubarak]

i am not a poetry kinda guy