Our cries will echo in the dark…

We all possess talents
Depth, complexity
Construction concrete

We act so surprised
When we find the very iniquity
We swear off violently
We revel in
Excel in
Execute plans
And ourselves

Passion seeps from our words
Forces keep pulling us in

Deftly defeating ourselves
Minute by minute
Only the highest of skill
Capable of thwarting grace

Such beautiful things remain
An undying light
Beats in the black

Stars burning bright in everlasting beauty
The same unchanging beauty of yesteryear
Able to light the way as easily as they
Are merely marveled at from islands of fear

We knew better all along
And our pleas will plummet in the dark


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