The Wanderer


In a city full of lights,

tall buildings and crowded streets

She looked outside a window,

and wondered whom this beauty greets

Was she here just by chance?

Or was there a reason to it all

Would she be able to live her dream

and continue to stand tall?

Would they be kind to her

Knowing where she came from?

Or would she get lost like others

Not knowing what they had done wrong

Just the thought of her future

Filled her heart with fear,

Secretly she prayed for all those,

that to her heart were near

She folded her hands and asked God

to protect her from agony,

To write a happy ending

to her story…

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