Dark, cold, empty room
Endless hole of hopeless doom
Trapping souls within its walls
Blocking out their helpless calls
But out of no where it comes to save them
A warm bright light upon a slick waxy stem
This room was once a darkened cave
and once, the light had no one to save
But now the light brings joy, hope, and cheer
And now the room holds no more fear
But then a gust of wind kills the flame
And now the room is no longer the same
Darkness takes over once again
And the room becomes another den
The souls now think that all is lost
Wanting the light back at any cost
But soon the horrible darkness will go
As the sun comes up ready to show
Light beats darkness end of story
So please remember not to worry
Light will be there to come and save you
Forever and always this will be true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem