Message in the Bottle

Every evening on the news we hear of death and suffering. We can see this in our backyards and alley ways. Children die, beaten by their parents. Life is hard but harder for many. Drive by's and rape, theft and murder. When living in this kind of darkness, where does the light come from? Where do we find the strength?
Dreams have wings, but they are often clipped by the ravages of reality. This poem expresses the weight of the darkness and the longing for the light.

Somewhere In The Night
Somewhere in the night a child cries,A woman weeps and someone dies.Somewhere in the night, humanity hides.
Somewhere in the night , a soul screams,As people fade and die, lost in dreams.Somewhere in the night, reality lives.
Somewhere in the night loneliness dwells,As people die, no sounding bells.Somewhere in the night, she dies alone.
Somewhere in the night ...
Where is the light?