There is no other light as yours,
Which doesn't fade through these endless wars.
The way you take it and reflect it each day,
Numbing the pain and grey of decay.
The way you move, to build your own pieces,
Slaying through all the cuts & bruises.
If you close your eyes to feel the night within,
You would see the masterpiece in your skin.
The one who has so much to say,
But instead, chooses to work to repay !