Recession...

Along one of the shores,
In one of the corners
As solitude hightens it grips
Silently I sit and whisper

It could have been better
It could have been worse
The present is what I have to live with
The future is what I have to be hopeful for

Not everything can be answered
Nor can all be explained
Hardwork is what helps me
Belief makes me stay

My heart is heavy
Mind is hammering
Seeing the impending weather
I pray with eyes full of hope!