Nothing stays neutral.
Even the sun makes way for the moon,
day always spaces for night,
darkness also is not going to permanently roam.
Before the light there’s darkness.
Every secret will one day shout its way into light.
It’s not going to be every day
we witness people’s breath
leaving them, floating,
When light sneaks in,
all the wounded will heal.
The light will restore hope and comfort.
When darkness rotates to brightness,
we shall rejoice and hit the tambourine
to break our bones.
all the wounds will heal,
nothing can stand against the wind of change,
time is a diviner of us all.