Hope Out of Despair

Mankind with progress vision,

Saw a pretty penny or a grand.

Yet many monsters of destruction,

And pollutants spoilt our land.

A sale without conditions, 

Or a box without a key.

Brought a heart that's ever hardened,

By a veil we cannot see.

But  there are grains of sand across the ocean,

And multitudes of stones from far away,

In courageous restoration,

When safe from those who slay.

See the leaf that falls like it's a whisper,

Or the majesty of mighty oak.

Be sure that sunnier days will follow,

Our destruction by fire and smoke.

Clear the dust from fearful vision,

Tilt your head up to the sky.

Paint a smile on perfect features,

To leave dark clouds left to cry.

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Karen Burns is 51 and lives in Coventry, England. She is a graduate at Warwick after completing a Social Studies degree. Her interests are reading, poetry, writing reviews and she has a blog all about her daughter who has an eating disorder.