When I meet God I will cry

Unashamedly

To wash the scars of insult ravaging on me

When I meet God my tears will flow

In screams

To silence the note of desperation pounding in my heart

As his gaze meets mine I shall lament

To pour out in words

The hurt that my mediocricity of living stabs in me

In the sacred moment I shall shout hoarse To defy the deafening silence Of defeat that haunts me awake and in sleep

That one abiding moment I shall let myself go Unrestrained To cross the boundary of self discovery and doubt

When I meet my God, I shall cry

For that is the one sincere emotion

That is still mine

Which will let me still dream and hope to achieve

Hari