I see light in the darkness.
I see the leaves fall.
I see the sun rise above the sky.
The heat enveloping us all.
I see the peace in a riot.
Scattered on the broken glass.
The children cry, yet sing.
Upon the starving mass.
I see the joy in anger.
The bloodlust for hate.
But I help the needy otherwise.
For help is never too late
I see the divine in the unholy.
The blessed tainted with corrupt blood.
The sins that is the never pure.
To their eyes, deep buried in mud.
I see the love in abuse.
The correct in the Wrong.
The forgiveness in the inflicters.
For forgiveness never to long.
I see the shadows over the horizon.
And the sorrow in the soldiers beer.
Lay down, my child, and rest.
Close your eyes, and forget the evil, my dear.