I’m so tired of all this:
the endless sense of hopeless;
the evil creeping like mist;
the feeling ever helpless.
Walk out into the sunshine!
Find anything that’s divine:
some thing we share, yours and mine.
Look past its flaws in design,
find a world worth redeeming!
Seek what is, not the seeming:
beneath the gray – the gleaming.
Wake up! Stop death’s slow scheming.
14 MAR 2017
