Sadness Abounds

Sadness abounds on this o'erburdened earth,

Tragedy’s fingers have touched nearly all;

Compassion and empathy are in dearth,

So many are at Evil’s beck and call.

To these many plagues I am not immune,

They've nearly o’erthrown my tranquility;

They've assailed me in attempts to impugn,

They've laid siege to my sad soul's sovereignty.

But you stepped between us, you were my shield,

I grew strong once again safe by your side,

My faith, my trust, my love to you did yield,

There were no fears left for me to hide.

I would be a fool to leave your embrace,

My greatest joys come when we're face to face.

February 1994