As the world smiles down on us –
It’s final show of teeth,
Final glint of light.
The storm dies out,
& the enveloping shallowness
Swallows me whole.
I run towards the echoing sound,
A coo of light in the unsearchable dark –
A patch so untainted,
That only vision can fruit the paths,
Only desire can light the way.
A collaboration of fortitude
And singular resilience,
Clustered like an army,
An army of bitterness;
Of massacring hopes –
And as the sun beats one final time
I learn that it is my time to take over
And shine my light upon the world.