Come and see what there lies,
Emerge from the ground and see,
The black ashes of war and despair.
In these ashes of times long forgotten
There is an underlying beauty,
A beauty
Which humanity has no hope to grasp
Watch
As it slips through our fingertips
One would think the suffering is over.
It is not.
All who live band together.
There is strength in numbers.
There is strength in us.
A ray of hope
Can be seen,
Can be felt,
But the beauty still eludes us.
We crumble
Like the ashes.
Covering the land
With more death,
With more despair.
Disbanded again
Putting dread in the air.
So few remain, but these few know
That none will survive this way.
They not only see, but hear beyond.
They string a strand of notes,
And the beauty is revealed to all who listen.
Leading into a new movement,
A new hope,
A new light,
The suffering has ceased.
A new beginning
Is here.
A/N: Fun Fact!: This was inspired by the 2nd movement of Beethoven's 7th Symphony. If you've never listened to it you really should.
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