Light In the Dark
The infinite battle of enlightened
wisdom, against the eternal
darkness; our internal prison.
When the sun doth set, the
moon shall rise; Hades himself
under a nocturnal guise.
Engulfed in darkness our virgin
earth, yet oblivious we are in the
second of birth.
Adapt to survive, adapt to
survive; for in the morning the
sun once again will arise!
Copyright © Steven Johnstone | Year Posted 2014
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