Dark in this world's depressing ignorance.
Blind to any of mankind's truth.
Truth in a world of pure ugliness.
Like a beacon of light, the world remains dark.
Leaving the truth in loneliness.
Like moths, we gather around truth's light.
Tempting. Soliciting. We are enticed.
Presenting a road out of the shadows.
A revolution to ignite.
8/21/13
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Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
