Friday, 4 March 2016

They Came to Darken Our Vision

They came to darken our vision
With their their soul-killing doubt,
Disbelief; their mistrusting fission;
Their scepticism, cynicism and shout

Of bleak, unimaginative emptiness;

Of negative, deathly dark dullness.

They came, this newly arrived throng

Of hopeless unromantics, to bring
Their miserable dreariness along
To our place where we sing

Of things more real than their blind

World of naught spiritual, naught kind.

They bring darkness to our light;

They bring ennui to our hope;
They bring cowardice to our fight;
They bring death to our trope.

They are the modern materialists;

They are the cynical "realists"

Whose perception of our sight,

Our discernment of the unseen,
Disturbs what they find right,
  And threatens what they glean.

Thus our world grows dimmer;

Our view hidden and slimmer.

Yet we recall that other time

When oblivion was effaced
And the only sort of crime
Was one that lacked grace.

Yes, we remember when our mission

Combined with courage and vision!

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