Jal

Sights of Mine.

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.