The dark side.

The growing ignorance running the earth
like dust, covering it all, blown by the wind
and the breath of unsuspecting souls.
What is the word of the dogma, the road of the lost,
the righteous painful delivery to the truth,
denial, the shallow deception of the eternal fraud.
Shadows, lurking in darkness,
haunting the days of memories past,
regrets, pains, delusions, altogether the frame
of unrepentant minds.
So the sorrow takes a firm grip on the fragile world,
as weakened hands cannot hold us any longer
from sharpened shards of timeless glass
and we heavily crash the waves of immemorial seas.
There are no happy endings to mostly tragic lives,
just a glimpse of eternity that will never realize.