Light At The End Of The Tunnel

When thinking of an adventure

One might spring to his feet

The other might argue

It is not his cup of tea

The decision always lies

With a question no other

Then, 'do you see a light

At the end of the tunnel?'

When the warmth of day passes

And you are left to yourself

With no one around

For comfort or help

You understand what the people meant

By, 'handle your resources well'

There is always a fear

Of being overlooked

In the height of darkness

You might be misunderstood

But when you see

The glimmer of hope

Peaking through the corners

You suddenly know

You would do this

A million times again

Because the search for the light at the end of the tunnel

Will never go in vain

If you've got it in your veins.