first_imgWe hold the spectre of doubts ever so boldlyWe celebrate with pride the glory of falsehoodWe dance in awe to the horrors all around usWe plan the worst sans the goodness in usWe bite harder when lips should flow kissesWe scream in agony instead of happinessWe smirk at dangers like drunks mock sobrietyWe fall apart conscious that unity bring harmonyWe cry with melancholy even in festive momentsIn the Dark our good souls are thus hardenedOur Sanities fight their own battles for dominionWe barely make home for the greatness comingWe cannot push forward from the pit of hatredWe let our good deeds be swallowed by darknessTo make room for unity and that sweet tomorrowTo share and love and be each other keepersShare this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)last_img