Hope and Despair – two sides of the same coin!

All my trials, Lord

Hush little baby, don’t you cry

You know your mama was bound to die

All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

The river of Jordan is muddy and cold

Well it chills the body, but not the soul

All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

I’ve got a little book with pages three

And every page spells liberty

All my trials, Lord, soon be over

Too late, my brothers Too late, my brothers

Too late, but never mind Too late, but never mind

All my trials, Lord, soon be over .All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

If living were a thing that money could buy ~~00000000000000000000000000~~

Then the rich would live and the poor would die Song sung by Joan Baez

All my trials, Lord, soon be over. and a dozen famous singers

based on a Bahamian lullaby (a black ex British colony)

[popular song of the social protest movements of the 1950/60s]

There grows a tree in Paradise No matter how bleak the situation seems

And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life the struggle will soon be over

All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

Rope

Walking on a tightrope
Walking on with a heart devoid of all hope
Walking on a tightrope
Walking on when below all is black beneath the slope
Walking on a tightrope
Walking on when you no longer pretending to cope

Then you clearly see the beckoning watery grave
Then you hear the dreadful crashing wave
Then you clearly see the beckoning watery grave
Then you fear the coldness of the newest nave
Then you clearly see the beckoning watery grave
Then you know there is little chance to save

As now there is the worrying fragility of your way
As now you think about yet other day
As now there is the worrying fragility of your way
As now a plan how to deal with your delay
As now there is the worrying fragility of your way
As now you cry about your failure to sneak away

After the pills and alcohol to null the pain
After the try to recover yourself time & time again
After the pills and alcohol to null the pain
After the calling out of your god’s name
After the pills and alcohol to null the pain
After the knowing that all that follows will be blame

Anon

Nobody now
No fixed abode

DESPAIR IS DARKNESS

Despair is darkness-
Despair is death inside and death in the world and death in one’s own sad soul-
Despair is no way out –
Despair is the place where one is forever stuck –
Despair is the realization that one has done what one could – and one is not going anywhere else-
Despair is the admission of failure-
Despair is no sign of help anywhere around-
Despair is so much lost-
Despair is one‘s life is over-
Despair is regret-
Despair is the sense that one will never have the time to have another chance –
Despair is ‘it’s finished’-
Despair is no way out-
Despair is going down and more down and more dark and more afraid all the time –
Despair is the scream which hurts and does not stop the hurting –
Despair is the understanding that even Death will not save one –
Despair is that the pain will never end-not even with death.
Despair is no way out again and again and again- without end.