Turbulence

Turbulence knocks my soul off track
this path is crooked
there are many potholes
in which to fall
the sun
my road to guide me on
the rain
my time to rest
Injustice
blinds my soul
like a storm in the desert
I hope it ends
before I'm old.

the bottom of my heart
is the river that runs cold
there is no light upon my soul
no birds singing to let me know
that I am alive
yet I have faith that when I die...