Common Thread

Pausing a moment under a flickering street lite Immersed in the noises of the busy city nite Many souls pass by but none throw a glance All seemed trapped in a mysterious trance The Earth feels gloomy with sorrow and pain Not one brite star only dark skies and rain Life keeps giving us hurt and dismay Over and over after many a day Perhaps the answer is in the heavens or a star The solution could be close or very very far It seems quite simple that it should be done But it's hard to have hope when always on the run