Hard times

At the edge of the world

a moment of nothingness

when all is lost, and nothing is worth

people receive enlightenment

others fall to the end

life's such an ass, and

they hurl curses.

when it seems its all lost,

there's always some hope to dwell on

but we are too busy not

to pause a while the mourn

to sight of light

which makes every condition bright

there isn't absolute bad

'tis the idiosyncrasy of fad

and with what eye they look

sometimes blinded by stour of mood

we are too busy in the throes of sorrow

that we prolong to further tomorrows

but after a storm calms a calm

and a ream of chances in them

pain is cure for pain

as no worth is easily attained

hard times do come

making us strong if we are stunt

yes! real character shows

when a one is dragged from their comfort zone

with the heat its really known

good from bad coal

step up, and rise

tough tasks make us wise