Storm

 Amongst the chaos and rubble

He sat there in peace

Despite the cracks in his heart

It seemed to affect him the least

It confused those that saw him

And even more that knew

All the pain he had suffered

How could it not break through?

It’s always darkest they’d think

Just before the dawn

But never did they realise

It was only the eye of the storm.

- M. F. Keane