Is this a brighter day, indeed,
When underneath the yellow light
There lies a vein of darkness deep
That hides me from your sight?
Is this the best that life can give,
A constant struggle just to live
Beyond the pull of nature's scar
And wicked thoughts of wanting hearts?
Is this of sin's result the worst?
A blessing traded for a curse,
The mind its own law to fulfill
No matter we're outside your will?
Is this the hope of ages past
Some proof that suffering does not last
And justice finally has its day,
Though when it comes no one can say?
