carry the weight of the world

Copyright ©November 11, 2001 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Heavy is the weight of the world,
on these broad shoulders that I wear
and the wings of this angel that I am.

In need of their strength and power,
with this world I that do share.

With their uplifting power which I provide,
out of the valleys
you I do raise,
high above your troubles,

and you and you, one and all,
a never ending task.

The lines they are so long,
the pain and misery

Woefully, mournfully, cries, 
they fall upon my ear.

Endlessly, eternally,
in a time limitless.

Who is it to which I can turn
with broken wing of self?

Deep inside I find my strength,
I find my second wind,

these reserves upon which 
I once again
carry the weight of the world.