As with Sadness

As with Sadness

The end of days, earth grows old

Blazing, dying sun behold

Nova of a star’s end light

At its end, so beaming bright

Burning, glorious, time to flee

And seek eternal destiny

Rockets fire, high they sped

To that lowly manger bed

Bethlehem, in flames before

Opening up the end game’s door

Refugees with dragging feet

Marching to the wartime beat

Bombs in night clubs were most rare

Now they lay our time so bare

Weeping and an end to joy

Terror do we see deploy

To the hospitals we bring

Fleeting sirens now do sing

Looking round, every day

Darkening skies along our way

A coat of varnish over past

Tribal conflicts come and last

No sure way, no star to guide,

Candle light the darkness hide

Hope in despair, shine so bright

Need we no created light

Suffer now the thorned crown

At end of say, when sun goes down

There may our hope still sing

Rising as the church bells ring