A Heaven Or something
It’s gone dark,
my mind is lost
and my body’s aching
They say it gets better,
there’s a heaven or something.
Even the sky is grey
and the trees are drooping.
If there’s something better,
I don’t know how much longer
I can wait.
The streets are strange,
the people stranger
and the fear’s alive.
Is there a place that’s better?
A heaven or something?
I hung with dreamers
dreaming a last resort.
Talk of heaven? My soul is aching.
The traffic’s angry,
the shops are full
with the heaven they sold me.
I sung with singers
that Jesus will come,
but my hope is fading.
It’s gone dark
inside and out
and Jesus is waiting.
They say there’s something better,
a heaven or something,
but I think I’ll die waiting.
Peter Cartwright
January 2017
