Even the sparrow needs a nest to lay its head
I don't want to fight it anymore
But why am I running..
3 years now I have been running
The last year has been spectacular
3 times stuck
Yet 3 beautiful moments of humanity
Next week is a big week for me
I asked God - how did it come to this
A first for me
Of all the multiple futures in the world
Why this
Why now
Why me
Of late
Joseph keeps coming to me
And I remember the times he teared
3 times stuck
One pushed by his brothers, one in prison, the last a choice of mercy
God, you are truly scary
Truly you are a scary God if our lives become the most unrealistic and dramatic stories of the world
Why can't we lead a standard life!
Why can't we just all be the same!
Why do we have to choose.
And choose to fail again.
I know my shack.
I know my wilderness.
You promised me your palm.
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