Tears as I was Swinging

I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell,
Like a Sun, in his last deep hour;
Watched the magnificent recession of farewell,
Clouding, half gleam, half glower,
And a last splendour burn the heavens of his cheek.
And in his eyes
The cold stars lighting, very old and bleak,
In different skies.

-Wilfred Owen, "Fragment"

Martin Willett's voice

The day will break
the light will dawn
when we awake
to find our thirst for war is gone
when wealth will have no power
when fear will have no reign
when faith and hope and love rise up to take the place of pain

the weeping soul find laughter
the sleeping soul awake
the people who in darkness walk will find the day will break

when those in poverty's oppression find release
when shouts of anger break no more from city streets
when the cries of the unwelcome and forgotten children cease

the day the captor liberates
when hate no longer separates
when all creation celebrates
a new creation right before our eyes
in peace forevermore