"Ricochet of Sorrow"
Struggling up the hill but it won't
Before tomorrow's yesterday is gone
Walking down your hallway and then
Want to see a new beginning and
Fleeting glimpses of hope
That dissolve like bars of soap
Disregard the slippery slope
But can you see through the smoke?
Have your share of the carousel's
rounds but then
Realize that the revolutions never
Taking in the scenery all depends
On what you're willing to accept.
Struggling up the hill but you won't
When you'll arrive at a place that
you started from
Ample time, but still it's borrowed
Too short to spend in the ricochet of
Jay Dashefsky is a lyricist who was born with Spina Bifida. As he is new to the scene, his lyrics have not yet been published. He also holds a B.A. in Humanities and a Masters Degree in Social Work, both from Arizona State University. You can e-mail him at .