Pity, the Bread Where Sorrow Rests

Pity, The Bread Where Sorrow Rests The night is long, hours drag on by can not forgive, even though I try All is dark with bold shadows black telling me of the compassion I lack We see with eyes filled with sin this world our heart rests within Never seeing the sun in every sky Or the promised life after we die The night is long, I beat on stones with burning ache deep in my bones The crying rocks scream for more from behind that blue misery door I that knows why the eagle flies cloak myself in dark little lies Pity, the bread where sorrow rests a poor fare for any wayward guests I ponder thoughts best hidden away unforgiving this night, thus I pay The night is long, hours drag on by can not forgive, even though I try All is dark with bold shadows black telling me of the compassion I lack Robert J. Lindley