I feel my heart burning
As frustration and anger overcome me
And pain of sorrow rules me
Like a woman at labour with still birth.
I have tried to cross the bridge
In different styles so many times
But hope still turns into despair
As I keep stumbling into the river
In times of drowning hope
Frustration and anger shall reign
Poor and victimised souls shall suffer the pain
For troubles shall still rain
That drags one out of the lane
Into this misery, should one remain?