On a hot sunday

When the sun pierced on my face

I was going to the place

Where I go to pray

Evening hit

I was barely awake

I fell and suddenly my muscles started to ache

Out of frustration I threw a loud fit

Walking later to my destination

Limping and in pain

I couldn’t stand this twisting of fate

Constant breaks and hesitation

And for what did I have to gain

Expect that I was angry at myself and that is something I hate