Nocturnal Thought
Nocturnal Thought
Cold the night when anger grows
And holds us to our darkest desires,
For concealed is a passion of life and death
Inspiring nothing, expressing nothing!
Give blessing to the thunder of the sound of the sea
As we behold the worth of its breadth,
While who can see nocturnal things?
And ponder the age of a star
That glittered a million years ago
Redemption is hard when emotion fails
When it is lost between religion and creation,
Still truth is abandoned when justice is lost
Replaced by the injustice of lies!
Still slowly came the shafts of light
To enkindle the birth of morning,
While coolness held a summer frost
Hopeless, disregarded,
Ignoring the passing of night
By m.norton
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