Treasure Island

jackie compton


Light at The End


We have heard about it in the darkest of time.
We all look for in the fog of sorrow.
That light at the end of the tunnel.
That single flicker of hope that will us the way.

Yet is not that light at the end of the tunnel.
The one that we are always looking for and search for.
Is it not the reflection in the mirror of ones life.
the polished images of the future and past.

The ones that we open our eyes to see.
When the clock of time seem to be running out on us.
Is it our test of faith to keep climbing.
When we can not praise or course it, because we no not where it
come from.

Who created the light at the end of tunnel.
The one that we all hope and pray to see in our times needs

Submitted: Thursday, May 02, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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