SHADES OF GREY

When the color fades to grey,
When all is nothing but decay,
When cheer is dissipated and forgotten,

Amidst the raging blizzard,
Will you remain hopeful, when we are
Enshrouded with hopelessness,
Like a caged animal that roams
Around its containment,
Glowering at those that pass by with
Contempt?

Will you be enduring till we sprout from the dead earth,
Till we’ve sprouted forth and bloomed?
Will you be patient when I have nothing
To offer as console but my word of a better tomorrow?

Muzamir