In the darkness my words sing,
To defenseless souls, I give them wings.
Every war they fight keeps them astray,
Only tears I can wipe away.
With my words of love and inspiration to all,
I stand to watch all terror fall.
I clear the night of the repugnant tears,
I mend them back to see alleviated stares.
When day comes thoughts will wonder afar,
My words will stick to them as black as tar.
If God may grant my one magnificent strive,
I would ask the words to restore their lives.
If the time has come for the sun to set,
I would cry over all the lost souls I have met.
While the world suffers from gray fright,
I work hard to help and this is why I write.