Distant Glimmer

Lost in the fog
of hopeless oblivion

In the doldrums we drift
on our battered refugee ship

Is this our forever destiny?

The curse of endless monotony
compounded daily

Gotta flip the tragic script

Look around

Seek solid ground

Find a beacon to guide us home

Drawn to the dream
of a distant lighthouse beam

Faintly seen

but just enough

maybe

to save us