There's Nothing I Can't Today

It's true my days are dreary nights

And the ways are full of thorns,

I have to go through silent fights

In each silvery morn.

I have to deal with unnoticed tears

And sheer hatred and taunts,

And weird feelings of baffling Sphere

Don't go the way I want.

And vague mirages of eerie past

Like wraiths so foul and vile,

Ruin my flowers with grimy dust

And haunt my pleasant whiles.

But still amidst this savage game

Though high my burning pain,

This life shall never lose its flame

And nay, it shan't complain.

For hurdles dwell in every sight

Oh nothing is eternal fine,

And thousands even are spending nights

With aches sharper than mine.

And what's the use of weeping

When the sun has set in the west?

While squillion stars are waiting

To brighten again the breast?

So, though this life is fleeting

And yesterday was grey,

Here's my heart still beating

There's nothing I can't today!