The Darkness
The darkness cries in terror
Where his life he has to end
Upon the mightful summond of dawn.
The joys he enjoyed at night
To him seems like a nightmare,
For it lived not so long,not more than a dream he was having.
The tears in his eye sings no song of compassion into the heart of the sun,
Where in the world around him
Looks cheerful with the dancing dawn.
His heart longs no farewell,
To the world he dwelled the most.
He drew an indelible promise
Where in the end of lights reign shalt he arise again.
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