The twinkle in his eye.

The twinkle in his eye.

When I look, I can see a sea of people without any hope. I can see young children smoking dope. I can see the hangman at the gallows holding a rope. I can see the pope on his knees, looking up at the sky. But even the clouds have no more tears to cry. The sun won't rise, and the moon won't set. Please, Lord, help me. I'm very upset. Can you put me to rest? Then I can see a man with a twinkle in his eye. Just one blink, and I sink to my knees. Then I awake. It was all just a dream.