Aberrant Illumine

A cordial glare peeks through the night.

Enticing globes of orange and white.

Fear-consuming shards of light.

Lift thy soul to glorious heights.

Yet none pray tell the rising crude.

Blotting out dawn's interlude.

Enveloped in a calloused mood.

Our vagrant hearts erupt in feud.

If all for naught our lives be shared.

Let thy cruel shroud consume the air.

Though if hope lies in slumbering sun.

Wake now and shine, from this time on.