A sun eclipsed, bleeding shades of darkness,
A clean, white sheet stained and spotted with mistrust,
A field of green grass turned as black as the night sky,
A moon polluting the earth with its crumbling tears,
A world of activity, inert and indifferent to variation,
A radiant, new day changing to an uncertain dusk,
A healthy child brainwashed by lies, infected and paralyzed,
A flowing, torrent river transformed into a wilderness,
A heart of tenderness corrupted by fallen angels,
This life touched by the cold of an untimely death…
…Time and destiny hand in hand reviving hope.
© Sofie Maria
Written September 1998
