The ultimate challenge

By: anonymous

The Challenge

An old man sits on a bench and wishes for a home, Prosperity, wealth, but most of all not to be alone, I look at him and sigh, and think about home, But I just cant stand another saturday night alone.

I've been in the garden of eden so far long ago, The memory of contentment is now almost a living ghost, The sign says no exit, theres no turning back now, sonn my mind will be lost, for a while.

Being held up by threads makes it harder to balance, A voice tells me, "this is your ultimate challenge", Time will pass, things will get better, hope in near, Soon. You wont have to live in fear.