And the Lord God said, "Let there be light..."
At the start of time there was;
It created peace and hope, beauty and, above all, love.
But times have changed;
The light that once burnt so brightly is now used to extinguish other people's ideas and opinions.
Like all things, we have inhumanely manipulated light and we are now trapped in an oblivion of darkness.
Yet we look for someone to blame in order to keep our dignity and pride, so we use what is left of light to create wars.
Long ago we mistook the idea of light.
It should guide us and fuel our passions for love but we used it to fuel our passion for destruction.
Walking through a world eternally cursed into night,
I see a flickering light;
It dances in your golden eyes
But it is just a reflection of the fire,
Where you burnt some more innocent lives on the glowing pire
Of your hatred towards mankind.
Some say the world will end in fire...
...and I agree.
-H.B
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