The Enlightenment

Stop for a moment.

Raise your eyes.

Allow no more postponement.

Once there was no need to disguise

You were God’s best proponent

Surrounded by the blind zones,

You’ve lost out of sight your high hopes.

You’ve lost out of sight your dear friends,

And found the refuge in indifference.

Now stop for a moment

And raise your eyes 

Hear the ticking dissipate.

You’ll call this day a turning point 

When the tears evaporate.