Drove fast my Buick…was late so, had to be really quick
It was the black Tuesday, luck tripped…and I was given a pink slip
My heart stopped beating… I was filled with aggression
Before I could act…someone told ….world is under Pandemic of the Great Depression.
Andrew’s photo next to the window…reminds me he is dead and I am a war widow
With nothing left now, just 2 children…I decided to move to my homeland Britain .
Life is miserable…it’s such a pain…with no money; we cannot even board a plane.
This life is very constrained…my agony peaks when I think I need to start all over again.
Everyday I give an interview (but Fails)…..only to seek chances that are very few
I really want to move forward….but the wretched time is acting like a statue
They say everything will be alright…they day dream and their thought is so untrue
My loneliness kills me every second….there is no one to abuse…with whom should I argue... Do you have a clue?
I think of getting married again…I am still pretty, I can get a nice man but no one could be Andrew.
Bad fortune would chase me to the grave
Devil of depression rules the world and I feel like a slave
But I will fight back and I won’t hide in any cave
My Children are proud of their mother…they say she is really brave
What future holds for me? This thought is costing me dear
I am thoughtless…pillows get wet every night…my misery accompany them with lot of tears
My will keeps me afloat...it says….you won’t sink there should be no fear
I would do everything in my ability…I must win…my thought is crystal clear.
I swear to my children…I will chase away this bad Omen.
I cannot accept defeat…I am egoistic and a strong woman.
Would work hard all day…all night…in every season.
Would even plough rock…doesn’t matter if it’s barren
I wish to see my roses (Children) blossom…God will you help?
I want turn this desert into a Garden.