At an impasse

boxed in and juxtaposed by societal rot

Strained his head but the voices pierced even deeper 

A thirst of light for the dark had become vicious

He alone envisioned a world beyond the cosmic beams 

Free his soul to radiate as he ravelled in solitude

sleepless nights recurring night after night , 

Time after time, inaction turned impossible,

Broke down to break through, breaking away to break the rusty chain of conformation 

an outcast he’s become 

Stood straight to stand out in the shed 

dared to cross the line of fire 

And into the light on the night of luminaria …

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