The Light From The Attic Poem by O. A.

The Light From the Attic

In a barren wasteland, in a suburban part of Kyiv
In a the heart of the Ukraine, there's a small house
Partly shelled, still standing, while others are gone;
And its in this house, a bright light can be noticed
Shining down the broken stairs, on to a wall photo.
The beam of light is growing, radiantly every night
As the shelling continues by morning, and evening.
It is a strange sight, since no one's there anymore
But it has been noticed by Ukrainian civilians there
Shining through the cracked windows, as some life.
But no one has been able to make out the afterlight
As anything than pure mystic propoganda, a legend
Perhaps, that maybe someone left a candle burning
Or the sun piercing through a fissure in the roof top.
Whatever it is though, the house has been lit up now
For 7 days, like a house built from angels in heaven;
And slowly gravitating towards it, are now folks here
On the 7th day, as the light has overflowed out holes,
Into street corners, like a slow tidal wave of afterlight
Pouring goodness and kindness into the empty roads.
The light barrels through the city of Kyiv, flowing now
While it is still being shelled, profusely and savagely.
However, there is hope...
However, there is love...
There is hope, that the light from the attic is a symbol,
Is a message, that the people of this wonderful town
Are not alone, and that they will overcome this atrocity
With the will and grace of 200 million ferocious lions
Running through the streets of Kyiv, annhilating captors
Freeing woman and children from tormentors in a wild
Scenario like the craziest 'Boombox' video, unleashed
After the war is won... Like Hey Hey Rise Up! ! !
Yes, there is hope...
Yes, there is love...
There is love in this light from the attic shining down,
Into the streets of Kyiv, as it means God is not so dead
And he hears the cries of the innocent people calling
His sacred name, wondering what is happening to them.
The light here is all-surrounding, all-loving, empowering
And it begins to take other shapes and forms as it flows
From lions to flowing water, to a tsunami, as it floods
The streets of Kyiv, making tanks and missiles obsolete.

And for the first time, as the world is watching, people
Feel God's strength and love, and realize that they are...
They are not alone, in this war, and crazy world.
God heard their prayers
And answered theirs...
And answered theirs...
And answered theirs...

O.A.