the new Dawn

A moonlit night
the darkened room
a candle burns…
burns that reflect mute stoicism
preserve it, for the apocalypse is not far,
It nears with every passing moment…
Yonder’s the hazy view
You grope, but all in vain;
Fall into the abyss
Of unfathomable depths
Much has been endured
Stoicism prevails, but no more…
Light dawns upon
A knock at the door
Its nearing I had said
Calling you, it draws near
Unveil your real self
Nothing’s left to be feared
Be the scavenger
Cleanse the world…
The sun shines strongly
They were warned
I told, it neared….