The darkest times
were light are not seen
but our hearts been bleak
our life is dispair
who can we compare
our dreams are tremendous
but overshadowed it with treacherous
Earth no comforter
heaven there is a consoler
the poor under ordinances
the rich found in shell
The darkest sorrows
weeps in Narrows
mindset of devouring
while liberty drawn
we are foible by wars
grunting for amicable compassion
Happiest Times
they say, never last indeed
our happiest moment and sad moment
may one day outrage us
look how splendiferous the nature is
love always beat the odds of Life
be a good cheer and be tranquil
"Life is not suspend it keep on moving"
what shines in Israel also shines in Galilee.
© The poem boy, BARRISTER J MONEY