The beacons of light

As darkness wriggled into every place,

The land was governed by a veil of silence.

The previous vivid life had left no trace,

All but some crickets singing in defiance.



The mortal realm stood petrified as though

Succumbing to the conquest of the night.

However, in the sky, a tiny glow

Was rather willing to put up a fight.



What a one-sided clash of force

Conducted by the rebel and the tyrant,

And yet a brutal one without remorse

Between the little David and the giant.



Oh, how alike we were, the lonely star

That dwelled in an unfathomed galaxy!

Though separated by a space too far,

We both possessed a common destiny.



We were the beacons of sagacity,

The last remaining citadels of light

Amidst the ocean of opacity

That wrapped the whole world in the depths of night.
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