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In the land where shines no light

there is a beacon of hope

cloaked in black as complete and everlasting

as the opaque sky from which

rains the drowning thunder.

Miscreants dart about in the

obsidian seas of loamy peat

lurking in deserted streets

searching by a hapless fool

condemned to a life of blindness

for cursing that which cannot be changed.

yet they do not curse such

a spiteful diety high upon

the inky clouds, for when

this life is over and the next begins,

revolution will follow in the form

of enlightenment and peace

without the crutch of the divine.

For they know you are only blind

if you refuse to learn from your mistakes

or are too afraid to press forward

and find the brightness that

lives inside us all, even while

enveloped by suffocating black.

A loving heart.