Light

Branches of light stretch across plains

Cracked and void of usual intimacy

Light filters through the cracks

Creates a glow around the emptiness

Then spreads through it like music through deserted halls

 

Darkness rushes through the plain

Engulfing the light

Silencing the music

Voices echo through the desolate plains

Voices dripping with disapproval

A tone of revulsion mimicked by all

 

But the music dulls the incessant voices

The light pushes through society’s smog

And light residing in the destitute landscape seems plausible

The sound of resolution gets louder

The song of revolution is imminent

 

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