Where blends the ether’s peace and quiet
adrift in time unmanned.
Existing in the nothingness,
devoid of all command.
An empire of a hallowed void
to share without respite.
Of all who place their hopes in it,
the coming of the light.
To the comforts of persuasion
when tempted in by doubt.
While stripping down the innocent
to lead the guilty out.
Relinquished in the midst of dusk,
a seam ’twixt day and night.
Where evil comes to wallow in
the dark side of the light.
Of judgments lost in changing pleas,
where destinies collude.
The source of which will never know
why evil must intrude.
The virtuous to justify
when not a hope in sight.
In the patient light of fairness,
the truth will win the fight.
Within the dark of life’s domain
there is a grace at play.
Out of the ruins of yester-ills
keeps hopelessness at bay.
Tomorrow is a constant truth
not leaning left or right.
Positioned in the center of
an empire ruled by light.
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Author:
Tony Grannell (
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