The night was filled with jocund cries
of cats, of dogs and of woe
There came man with sighs
He asked all signs, where to go?

Darkness embraced the cold air with pride
Somewhere was suicide and somewhere was love
Some call it righteous or bogusly wide
The man heard this and asked how

Somehow resurrected was bliss with the warmth
The sunshine suddenly celebrated the second Easter
Satan shouted madly, I harmth! I harmth!
Christians were deaf, Satanists thought something's sinister

Like rose that harms but still charms
Colours danced, colours talked and colours flew
Time ruins steel and brings green farms
Maybe again woe, what is it to you?

Conviction is construction
Elegance is mistaken for ignorance
Thinking is teaching
None know arrogance has significance

vittal vandavasu

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