Despair

When colours are all grey and black When shining lights turn gloomy and dark When hope for now and the future Is switched off by the violence of the past Then the focal point on life's meaning Grows dim to the eye of the beholder. How necessary it is to rise up from despair To see the blinding, dazzling colours and lights To face the future with courage and not fear To wrestle with pain and accept it is there To see meaning in all that's happening To lift up the face of despair as part of life.