to light...

this goes out to lost creativity...
lost in translation...
there were days...
when i felt lost...
when i felt plundered and looted...
when nothing seemed to go right...
there was darkness...
there was misery...
devil befriended me...
there was no right or wrong...
there was pain...
there was suffering...
transfixed faces...
laden with antagonism...
deathly eyes...
failed dreams...
quite an addition to the failed states...
which massacred humanity...
instead of the vigilante...
they were the murderers...
the villains...
but then...
all is not lost...
where there was Bush...
there was Clinton...
where there was Hitler...
there was Gandhi...
and yet what goes around, comes around...
this is the story of the children of the world...
this is a story of the humanity yet to come...
this is for their struggle...
this is to all the women around the world...
persecuted and raped...
this is to mothers, quite used to witnessing the bloodshed of their sons...
this is to daughters, who knew not who a father figure really was...
this is to all those orphans, all those beleagured beings...
this is to humanity...
to man...
to rise...
to procrastinate...
to bow...
to pray...

i am back...
to voice...
to air...
to investigate...
and to address...
not those around me...
but my own intellect and faculties which beckon me...
thus where there is darkness there WILL be light...