Man Walks In Darkness

Man Walks In Darkness Sad excuse, not a plus just ask Simon Cowell Freedom found on a bus, words of Colin Powell Darkness and deceit, joined happily racing hand in hand Death, destruction and misery follows war's pounding paths Such cold-bloodied black that it tarnishes even the land Encouraging follies from man's feeble, indignant wrath Lies accepted as art where educations lays Those blinded do their part in clouding sunny days. World brings its hate and pains hunger aches, no relief Wicked births aching stains living with no belief Fear ye not, saving light sails forth when sincere pleas abound destroying vast raging seas of poison and rancid brine Even without heaven's sweetest angelic trumpeted sound recoveries and miracles bring blessings very fine Man will find lit paths true shielded from temptations His word reigns over you Love's greatest sensations. Robert J. Lindley, 5-19-2016 Syllables Per Line: 6 6 6 6 14 14 14 14 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 14 14 14 14 6 6 6 6 Total # Syllables: 208 Total # Lines: 25 (Including empty lines) Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A Total # Words: 136 Written in Peter Duggan's new form with slight deviance made by author.. I hope that I may have done it some justice my friend.