worn out and broken down…

worn out and broken down- we long for you now;
help us to revive our rhythm and renew our vow.

we are desperate, o god, with our condition-
there is no honor in this pathetic dereliction!

that we love you is beyond all reasonable doubt;
our tired feet are halting, and betray spirit’s drought.

we gasp, and struggle to move with sincerity;
our shadow laughs at us, “and where is your verity?”

tomorrow will come and go, and so will romeo-
today the heart cries out, where does my courage flow?

the crimson dawn inspires a final resolution:
each breath will repeat your name with conviction.

by the grace of the master, darvish moves his feet;
the sun rises, blood sings and all doubt beats retreat!




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