The night shook away the last of light,
And darkness even into the depths of soul unraveled,
Wilder and wicked souls found ways through the dark,
And the milder and soft souls in fear of the unknown shook.
Clouds with the pollutions of brutal mankind rolled up muscles,
Oh’ mankind know not that the gift of life blends into the Nature,
Still greed and the greed on greed makes mankind, unkind,
Nature waits with an arsenal of calamities filled with vengeance.
Men and Women who were born with crying mouths and hunger,
Ah’ their hunger now with lust and luxury filled in the mockery,
Mockery of their meaning, meaning none but the divine knows.
Still they construct what the divine created and claims creativity.
In the depth of it all, the sinister ramblings of the one everyone knows,
But everyone thinks they defeated that one with everything they can,
Ah’ the good of you he eradicated, the bad of you he owns,
And the deviance from Godly into your soul he always murmur.
I wandered through my meditations through the dark,
I defeated none, I was not defeated by anyone,
Still no fear entered my soul as with emptiness it suffocated,
And then the morning woke far, bleeding the darkness of night.
Fires of the east, chariot of the sun ah’ poets called mornings,
Still beside the giggling stream I saw the might of creation,
And bowed I before that might, the might of the Almighty.
Then in the depth of my soul I felt, felt the might of love.
Away from me she maybe, still left a prayer for my happy day!.
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