Through A Glass Darkly

My darkened thoughts are troubling,
bubbling over, doubling over,
I see the sky and I think of great woe,
I faint to die and end this weary show,
My heart is hard as bone
No, nothing can satisfy it's thirst,
I fear I'm too far from home,
I tremble and cry expecting the worst.

There was a time I was growing,
going up, showing up,
And the blue sky held great promise.
Too soon I found my dreams were amiss,
And my heart withered,
Beneath the scorching rage of the sun
As I foolishly dithered
My precious time away until I had none.

The world is asleep and dreaming,
teeming now, screaming now,
They fell away and their salvation came,
They missed the way and dish out blame.
And love has evaporated,
Up to the heavens beyond human hands
And now all consecrated
things have been given to demonic demands.

Do you think this work is awful sketchy,
awful dreary, awful preachy?
Man looks to space and hopes to take it,
To save his skin but he'll never make it.
Can't you hear the earth
Groaning in anguish from her labor pains,
Man against man, like dogs,
The end cannot be that far away I'm afraid.