Poem

The Day the World Went Dark

Michael Beck Michael Beck

The world just keeps on moving, while my earth just stood still
Laughing, talking, planning, into their things they spill
Grieve with me I cry out … but no one lends an ear
Weep with me a moment … but no one sheds one tear
The sky above is shining, below a world embarks
But I sit stunned and silent, for my world just went dark

Into my lonely corner a man of sorrows came
He pulled a chair beside me and offered me His pain
He took my hand in His hand, I felt a jagged scar
His face was filled with pity, not left by life unmarred
Lord I cried, You know me! This pain You felt before
Your shoulder I can lean on, alone I am no more

And now I walk beside Him, He is my bosom friend
I wait with Him for sunrise, when sorrows will all end
The dark cannot oppress me, no matter now how black
I snuggle closer to Him, He hugs me closer back
And in my ear He whispers, “Joy is coming fast!”
I smile and keep on moving toward morn where light will last.


Michael Beck is a pastor in New York City and the main author on Signpost. Receive a daily devotional he publishes every morning via email.