It all appeared promising like the after-snow,
Another opportunity to imprint old ideas on the new year,
And to realize new ideas alongside the old,
This rare opportunity wouldn’t go a waste,
Many had thought,
Until a dark cloud from the previous year,
Began to blind the glory of the sky more intensely,
Like a play it seemed at the beginning,
Darkness overshadowing light was an impossibility,
But that faded away with the past,
The light couldn’t sustain the pressure enacted on it,
Until it gave in to be erased,
By the new form of darkness — the threat.
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The earth saw the sky weep,
But before it could prepare to wage a war,
The darkness had descended upon it,
Leaving no sod unvisited,
As it moved in great speed and power,
And all the inhabitants of the earth could do,
Was to hide in their little holes,
Hoping the visitor would give up and leave,
And a sign will beam forth from the sky;
The beautiful light it once emanated.
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But the visitor wouldn’t give up,
It had grew even stronger,
Waiting at every entrance,
Knowing fully well the hiders would be forced out,
Due to their proneness to hunger,
And as fathomed,
The hiders had left their little holes,
But with preparedness,
With masks printed on their faces,
Since its passage into every hombre was known,
But it kept fighting,
Not ready to succumb to their science.
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The world remains masked,
And the fight continues,
The year seems wasted,
The uncertainty it brought had been a great cry to all,
While some dreams are achievable,
Some may never get to be ignited yet,
While some other ideas are forced to birth,
The war has come,
And it has come to stay,
We have to live with it,
And hope that we live to behold that day;
When the world surges victorious,
And the sky is unveiled.
I had my plans,
P.Lord Shelf 