Ink On Paper

Dark Destiny

Reach up to the sky

Where the bright stars lie

In the blackness of nothing

With darkness a-frothing.

There lies thy dreams, son,

Tucked away from the light of the Sun,

In cocoons of dark evil,

And protected from light-devouring weevil.

Reach up to the sky, son,

To discover what's yet to be done.

Your destiny is held

In the darkness of the greatness felled.

                                                                                     By HasiVA

                                                                            22nd April 2013