The day , like a horse of lightning straddle,
yet my tears do sow as wax from a flaming candle.
its like the world's conscience has fallen into abeyance,
and changed moral to blind obedience.
man of ethic would be few,
the ones who followed their heart true.
should the light be found and passed,
will humanity find peace and chaste.
If the flame is to falter,
then history to alter.
If lights would be taken by darkish rumble,
then day would human heart feebly crumble.
take heart to wat you have today,
to not suffer in tomorrow's dismay.
take hate and anger in your stride,
cast away the jealous, spite and pride.
live the day like you glady should,
or live it as best as you worldly could...
-------myloh
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