We Shall Overcome This Day Poem by Peter S. Quinn

We shall overcome this day
When our heart is almost broken
Many feeling in their way
Those were never outside spoken
When my heart was frozen cold
Dark and deep in throbbing beat
Icily slippery that cannot hold
On this empty nowhere street

Yesterday did shine its cold
Wishing stars of falling light
Every road that must now unfold
From the day and through of night
When the easiness is all alone
Sleepy brows and a silent deep
Winter thoughts in its frozen tone
Nowhere to the springtime sweep

We shall overcome this day
That is now returning to dark
Evening hours in the falling play
To the strings of daybreak arc
Lullabies murmur in the distance
Wintry ways deep to breeze
Of the stream of time transience
In the wilderness aborigines