What happens when the sun seems <br />to rise and set on you, you wake up yawning <br />and go to bed weary, its the vacuum in your inner <br />being....... <br />what happens when all that convention calls fair <br />happens to other people, except you, true, its the <br />deeper yearning to match the best, but again its <br />our inner void that keeps us pacing..... <br />what happens to life when all that is hopeless is your <br />daily dish, we mourn, and be mourn our fate, but thats what life is about, <br />we aportion blame in equal measure and refuse wise counsel in the <br />same weight....but thats our daily toll <br />without, believe, vision and God, that truly is what i call apoor soul and indeed asoul in need........<br /><br />samuel moses okello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-makings-of-apoor-soul/
