Isle of Despair

From the Isle of despair
does the lens do clear
And all life’s fog
Streaks down the cheeks in tears

But in that light,
Where sparks of light
Burn so bright
The shadows of doubt
Disappear from fright

From the Isle
Of human despair
Lights of sight
Open so bright
And in the hollow of that calm
Lay the rights
Left to those,
To carry

Carry on,
Carry on,
Have the light
Burn so bright
and sink the Isle
Of human despair
into the morning light……

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