Truths

Deep meditative sleep
Broken by the sounds of weeping
As the heavens shed their crystal tears
I ascend from the heap
The sorrows of a broken life
Forgotten by this midnight
Incense burning
Smoke is rising
A new day soon will dawn
As humanity rises
From the ashes of its past
Manhood sees another sunrise
Loathing thoughts
Brought to tatters
Equality is found
This is the hope
The dream
If only it could be
If only the truth could be broken
Deep meditative sleep