Against sadness

Against  sadness:no new creator weeps
Nor lounges  in  black melancholy deep
Was Van Gogh senseless to permit  his muse.
For  even genius  ,was the price too steep?
We see the yellow chair  but not his views
Nor his  mind where  learning made strange leaps.
Nor was his journey broadcast on the news.
Against sadness.

Happiness  or joy is hard to find
When we rest, the News  lies  on our minds
Yet men are  cold  towards the slaughtered priest
His nose a beak of bone  in old  face   lined
Now Muslims go to Mass and join Christ’s feast
Against sadness.

What rages in the mind make men  kill thus?
In Syrian wars  the  innocents fare worse.
But these are our near neighbours so we weep
And wonder how to end the  frightening curse
The sins we once committed hold us deep
We  hold our hands out, thinking we’ll  be nursed
Against sadness

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