In regard to the darkness
With but a flicker in sight,
With but a flicker in sight,
Collect what
is left
Of the
diminishing light.
When truth bows
to strength
While the
law chooses might
Your calling
stands firm
To remain in
your fight.
As your soul
turns numb
To the gathering
night,
You channel your
hope
To burn ever
bright.
Survey your
past
When you cowered
in fright
When you
followed the gales
Of another
man’s kite.
Turn at that
time
To see a new
way
To brandish
new eyes
To see with
new sight.
Turn with
eyes forward
In a world gone
trite
And choose
at that moment
To gather
the light.
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