…Leave everything behind, don’t return!
Run from history of pain, they spurn!
Scenery changes everywhere;
While all else is despair…
… Shadows of future lurk with woe.
Doubtful wind is filled with blow.
Not even God could think,
How all these things would link?
… A new beginning would stand,
from another end’s commend.
All the hurts of yesterday,
Slowly mends, but in dismay!! …