the light has gone out
the last breath spoke
it was a muffled shout
it was a clouded choke
the silent scream
of the unspoken word
to point the other way
and never to say
the truth raging within
about the way things have been
Will bend and twist
the reality if the drift
but you must lift the shroud
and not when your proud
but to be humble and meek
will help you rise
and find what you seek
that the world is not always mean
and the other side is never green.