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Answer to Soul's Cry for Help: A Poem
Rare is a soul whose pride may allow
admitting those silent times of despair,
so eager to share but not knowing how
and even less knowing if anyone would care.
Life may be cruel to that child inside
when mask is not enough to hide the pain
with even dreams shying away from smooth ride,
soul crying for help but all in vain.
Sometimes impossible for the words to define
while each attempt just makes it less clear,
too good a swimmer to be drowned in wine,
too truthful to be faked with laughter and cheer.
Feeling like whole life is nothing but a lie
or a joke asking for a laughter to tears
but struggling soul can afford just a deep sigh
surrendering to pain being worst of all fears.
And then a gentle voice comes from high above
a voice like enchanting mother's lullaby
now saying something of patience, gratitude, and love
uplifting the soul to a never felt high.
It was inner child who made up the voice
answering to its own cry for relief,
reminded of its always available choice
to blow away despair, misery, and grief.