Hold back thy tides of malcontent
No truth is seen with fearful eyes
That view a world in times decent
When past and present meet their demise
Worlds are lost to bring forth anew
Guided out by the hands of faith
We are free to dream and pursue
Yet only providence can create
Comfort found in daily routine
Now replaced by the thrill of change
A road to take from the in between
Surreal death will leave a life so strange
What will we find behind the door?
What will we see when there is no more?
Colm Hayes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hold-back-thy-tides-of-malcontent/
