Lament of the Optimist

With each day grows
a new hope with every new breath
and joyous children's laughs
a heart won with their screams of glee

So we look at the sun
And gaze upon the light
yes... i was among the "we"
Ne'er darkened by the bleak of night

The world 'tis such a lovely place
filled with cheer, held by charm
Naught can evil do here... naught can evil be
Where the young can live without fear...without a shadow of harm!

The nights we danced late into
under the twinkling of the stars
With thoughts so pure...so true!
And no sadness dwelt... and none touch'd by scars!

Reeling in idealism
there will come a time when the lesson
must be taught
And thus begins the downfall of optimism

And so i wake...

To a life long forgotten
Or purposefully shunned as troubled sleep
as the tides of reality heighten
The scars begin to deepen

Happiness now an effort
i grope for the light
Yes... the same light i oft overlooked
suffocating as the walls enclose!

What good was such facetiousness?
When the truth is grayer than once even thought
What use was such indulgence?
When we knew there would come a time
Where it would all be undone!

Now greater strain on those eight chains
The simple smile now burdened
Thirty six signs of vain
nd joy has to be bargained!

No..the world is not the lovely place i thought it to be
Children's screams of glee
but a distant whisper of reminiscence
Of a once overrated grace!

What will you now sing of??
when our Eden crumbles to dust!
What will u do now?
when you are finally introduced to lust!

As these lines flow black... as our future
none can save us our own demise.. the impending doom!
Long shall we yearn for yesterday
for the nights we danced into!

But none shall come
even your God begins to bleed
As the agnostic drops to his knees
I.. the optimist... begin to weep!!
( our tears will drown us all)