When will the pain stop?

Only when every bone I have begins to pop

Never before have I hurt this long

I can’t understand

Begin with
Your
Mums and Dads

With whatever tools
They dug the ground
To feed us all

The blessings
Of tools
Keep changing

The ground

Father   And    Mother I   Love You:

Struggles occur when love is absent,

Worries multiply

Part I

I can smell the sand on the fresh sandy beaches,
I can hear the kids splashing through the waves,
I can even hear you,

Being that 2010 was such an eventful year;

My mind, body, and my soul now know no fear.

Unemployed, struggling to survive,