Pain

Pain

Like a river with no current

And the ocean with no tide,

Like a choir with no harmony

And a playground with no slide,

Like a sunset with no colors

And a storm with no rain,

There is no joy, no pleasure,

In a life that knows no pain.

Like a song with no melody,

Like a house with no door,

Like a sailboat with no wind,

Or a rowboat with no oar,

There is no going forward.

There is no growth, no gain,

No hope or expectation

In a life that knows no pain.

As diamonds are made under pressure,

And pearls were once grains of sand,

So do not take my pain from me,

It is making me who I am.