The little girl in black clothes,with eyes as black as moonless night stood,
As the dark water kept pouring on her..
Countless words fell from mouths as if pearls dancing on glass..
The so called darkness died..
An agony filled death..
And the makers of it cheered..
A little child standing outside time asked questions..
About wrong and right..
The Eternal silence spoke..
And held her close..
May be she was dark..
But it knew..
What they actually feared was it..
In their own mind and heart,it was a dark place..
Everything they could not conquer is dark..
Everything we cannot understand is black..
Everything that is beyond us too is terrible..
It's just life..
A game of lie..
