Our Day of Torment - Sarabante

There is no heaven of glory bright

A dream that passed

The dreamer woke

Like ships adrift

Hoping to run aground

A rude awakening

Bringing sense to life

Small glimpses of light in a sea of abiding sorrow

Like whispers among deafening screams…

Life is a great indulgence

Death is a great absence

Earth verse is an inferno

All will have their bitter share