Every evening on the news we hear of death and suffering. We can see this in our backyards and alley ways. Children die, beaten by their parents. Life is hard but harder for many. Drive by's and rape, theft and murder. When living in this kind of darkness, where does the light come from? Where do we find the strength?

Dreams have wings, but they are often clipped by the ravages of reality. This poem expresses the weight of the darkness and the longing for the light.

This poem originally was published in Sad Poems - Sad Poems on Society