the light in sight

the chains are bolted and locked tight
around the doors of this segregated land
an eden in an unforgiving world
where passports are uncommon
and visitors rare.
a place where the word 'better' is replaced with 'beautiful',
and where our minds are left to wander freely
and where love holds no bounty on the hearts of the willing
a place ive been in search of but yet to find
but from time to time
small rays of light splinter through the cracks
and position themselves
somewhere within the blinding lights so often mistaken for
happiness but so often leading to momentary joys
to bring about real hope and real warmth
to a land so cold and desolate
only to prove
there is a little beauty left in the world
if we can squint hard enough to see it