On The Day Poem by Jeff Hobbs

The sight of a mother's smirk
a dream beyond dreaming
leaving, lying
baring the intrinsic wound
of hope.
Human pain sighs desperately
beyond the joy of nights before
crying to the nothingness
for a reason for faith.
We all know what to do
but recognition is incompatable
reason or experience.
Dreams never end
but every new dawn fades.

(26 March 1988)