“There is always a battle going on, between the light and the darkness, quite the cliche actually” Gun Roswell

Light and the Shadow

When the darkness finally withdrew
None of us, really knew
What might be lurking behind
The darkness, we now considered divine
But as the first sings of the new
Reflected through the clouds few
There was no questions asked
Only, a few in awe let out gasps
As the blinding rays of light
Struck us all with its powerful smite
All of us, stunned to the very core
Some, swooning to the nearest floor
It took some getting used to
But soon enough, all but a few
Had a new entity to worship on
And it it seemed, this one, was quite strong