'The Fulgent Shadows'
The Fulgent Shadows While the world sleeps in silence, While the world snores and snores loudly, While the world doesn’t dare to open its eyes, The fulgent shadows come and do the job. They don’t ask for anything in return, Just hoping that more shadows will be produced. They aren’t portentous, or inky, at all. They possess a dazzling, evergreen undertone, instead. Highly misunderstood, by this world of chaos, Not allowing the cat to come out of the bag, They bore the whole humanity on their shoulders, They bore the whole humanity on their shoulders Afraid of the ... the Darkness The Sun rises, and they, ironically, fade away.