There Will Always Be A Spark Poem by Richard Jarboe

Where's the iron headed?
It's headed towards rust.
Where's population headed?
It's headed towards dust.

Where's all the faith headed?
It's headed toward hope.
Where's the hope headed?
It's headed toward joy.

Time and time again,
We're challenged to be brave.
It gets hot, forged to be happy,
It gets hot forged to be saved.

Forged to be innocent again,
Forged to be once again new,
Determined and consistent,
Because we're all due.

Dust, dreams and their movement,
Forge solid light moving the dark,
Because time and time again,
There will always be a spark.