When the Light Darkens – Yet Again

The Promenade des Anglais, Nice, France

Following the Paris bombings in November, then Brussels in March, and now yet again with the runaway vehicle on the Promenade des Anglais, Nice, on Bastille Day,  July 2016.   One wonders if we are ever to be free of the spectre of impending terror.  And yet, I dare to repeat the sentiments of my poem posted on those two previous occasions

When life seems good and full of light
How can its days turn into night?
But that it does there is no doubt
And inwardly we have to shout

What has gone wrong, who can we blame?
Why can’t our path remain the same?
A life of praise for all its joy
No longer does our heart employ

We seek for reasons why things change
And far and wide our thoughts do range
But contemplation brings no balm
It does not cheer or bring us calm

We agonise o’er words and deeds
O’er failure to confront the needs
That might these tragedies divert
And so our sorrow thus avert

But in this time of sad reflection
No nostrum found for lost affection
And only sadness is in sight
No early hope of love or light

Thus we must journey on our way
No cure for pain our fears allay
Our only hope that time might ease
And thus restore our inward peace

But just as night will turn to day
We’ll find again the sun’s bright ray
Will slowly mend our broken heart
As warmth and love it does on us impart

Ken Fisher