Call To Sorrow

I call to sorrow like a friend
I make him guest of honor
He is the hand I can depend
I trust him like a father

I sway with sorrow in a dance
Lost in darkness in a trance
I hate him first for not taking a chance
I hate me more for giving love in advance

© Delia Ross. 2020

I dropped spoken word of this on Tuners, listen here: https://tuners.io/tracks/14573

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