O’ Darkness, beloved one;
How’t is your essence? So Abstract, and filled with renaissance…
That old antiquation, that beautifully held contemptment;
Behold, the everlasting!
Glorior, the darkness lives on!
Foreverly, the Great Dualism doth endureth!
This protruding evil,
This foreboding presence,
The Darker the Essence,
The Starker the Consequence;
Tided, by this harsher quintessence,
Surmised, the unconveyable nihilist,
Tirade, this resplendence,
For on the seventh day, he rested,
…and but leaves us with the paradigm shifting…,
Of our own situations, to be baffled by our own damned circumstances;
Reverse the role, parade the terrible,
The paradigm shifts, so for us there is a fix;