The Light Will Come
And when the day comes, it will be lovely
A world so ablaze with light,
Where the flowers are not stepped on
But that is not today, so today we fight.
It is the dark we battle,
And only a few of us have fire
But if we do not share it
May our torches become our pyres.
For those who have escaped the darkness
Have a duty to return
to share their light with others;
show them a better way can be learned
They'll want nothing to do with flames
Those who have seen no other way.
It challanges the dark they know
so they drive it away
but they must be shown the light
if the world is to survive
So the bright must not be selfish
or silent in their lives
And when the day comes, it will be lovely.
A world so ablaze with light,
Where the flowers are not stepped on,
But that is not today, so today we fight.