Pain is a good shelter

The sky is heavy, and sad
Within it lies all the soot and dust.
There’s a calm enough to make the sun mad
After the storm, we appreciate peace.
For all that’s left, we remain glad.
It’s in peace after a storm we bet our hearts,
For without it, our minds remain unclad.
Within pain lies a hope crust,
Through it, we realize all the extras we had.

Victor Oyedele