HOPE?

When life throws an egg at you at the height of you ecstasy, what next?

It's dark outside, but it promised to be a beautiful day, all the excitements of days before are plunged into an abyss of everlasting thoughtlessness, the future now looks bleak and the strong willed now seem to falter as hope and life is drained from our life blood and so...

Tears drop from our eyes,

As rain fall from the sky

Could it be that Angels also cry?

Touched by the pain as our heart so sigh,

Silence be the sound that engulfs our soul,

Blocking even the sound of our heartbeat so,

Many a heart shattered like broken glass.

Our hope we placed the future bleak

That we may feast as kings at the switch's flick

Sour be the food we ingest

Despite the care on labour we invest

If the promises of tomorrow all seem a lie

Then this world we live in, oh! Is sly

We are stripped of innocence

Left to be without sense

Now all we feel is incense

At a world providing no defense

...For the souls so defenseless

...for the frightful so helpless

How our blue skies have turned gray

Even the Angels seem to say