Someday Soon

Someday, you will understand Why no one ever took your hand, Why everybody just walked away Someday. You will then one day realize Of your past sorrow and sighs, When no one wanted to be there When you were showed no love or care. And the times that you were accused And also tried and then used, And the times for you I did pray Someday. The time one day will come It will be like the beating of a drum, You will be there once again With your judgments and sin. More constant and then much louder More fierce, but prouder, And being there will be, "they" Someday. Someday, you will apprehend and perceive Your past you will again conceive, It won't be tomorrow or today Someday. Randy L. McClave