Mike Youssefian



Posted on July 7, 2015 at 3:40 AM

It is the Fourth of July,

Shower of stars from the sky,

Ten thousand white beams of light

Celebrate country of free,

Celebrate the happy dreams.

All the old and young at heart

Move today with jolly dance.

No more tears, grief of loved ones

Has robbed the joy of the crowd.

Even crosses of the fields,

Have disappeared in the shade.

I, with sadness in my soul,

Sit alone with festive news,

Lend my ears to freedom songs,

In the pitch dark of my room.

And I ask my father God,

Why should I cry while the world

Laugh and party all the night.

I plea You Lord, bring me back,

The peace and joy of my soul.


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