The Night Beckons
For each today in all the days of forever
Time has ordained it inevitable
The blue sky will blacken till darkest night
And the hour of sin will fall before us
Full becomes the well of knowledge
With blood and alcohol brimming over
Or so it is warned ever so persistently
By news reports and loved ones who care
Along with tales of haunting, non existent myths
Which torment solely through imagination
How could it be that one can be blind
To the evil that looms in the absence of the light?
But yet
The night beckons
And I only see contentment
Lurking in the void of infinite darkness
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