• On the break of dawn,
    when the sun light pierces
    Through the glass window.
    Bringing light to the darkness
    That blurs my vision. Why…
    Why do we not realize that
    If we lose the sun, we lose hope
    For this world. How come we continue
    walking down the path of our own
    Self-destruction. How come for so long,
    We have not realized this until now? Even
    Though she tries her best to prevent the glass
    form Shattering. We keeping holding her back
    With our destruction .
    Perhaps there is still hope for me, you, and everyone.
    Perhaps we can still save ourselves one day
    On the pulse of morning.