The Fool

The blackness of sorrow and deceit Block the view of my life on the street No comfort or kind word to be found Because in you the beauty can make no sound The loss of what gift was paid for by blood All life that was saved from the peril and flood Now thrown away because I cannot hear All that is good is darkened by fear No place on this earth where it feels right When all that I know is hidden in night I die a little as my soul is shrinking Into the place without God I’m sinking I ask only why it has to be this way I look for answers and where inside they lay I am a fool to be so shallow and afraid I’ll have the cure when in the ground I am laid