Night fell today, in times that ought be bright
Dreams, crushed, that, many years ago, were made
Hopes cut from me with a razor-sharp blade
Failed in battle, though I fought the good fight
I wish I could tell you now all is right
That the all the oppression quickly decayed
And all hurt and despair quickly did fade
But, I can’t say this… At least not tonight
Yet, I know, somehow, that I’ll be alright
For I know that my Guide never has strayed
And no obstacle can be His blockade
So, even through this dusk, I see the light
Oh, Lord of my life, and bastion of might
Forever be my hope, my strength, my sight
((April 10th,2015))
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