As I stare at the shining orb,

I pray that it would somehow restore,

All the innocence that faded away,

All the pain will die away,

And all these tears will wash away

The Pangs of the past

That haunts my present

And could impair my future.

Every light has a shadow. Like Light, Darkness is also everywhere. It’s within you, trapped, waiting to be unleashed. That’s where your power comes in, the power to control that darkness, to maintain the balance of good and evil, to maintain the equilibrium of just and unjust. If let it loose, like a wild animal it would become, a New Black will soar.