COLOR OF DARKNESS

The Yeti (David Cheng, BIPH)

In the deep lonely night

The flash of a

Neon light

Blazed to life

On the dark empty streets

The flicker of a

Tiny fire

Came in sight

You cannot recognize

What

A faint luminescence

In the pressing silence

Could ignite

And you could rewrite

What a little bit of hope

In penetrating cold

Can alight Just know

That when words are spoken

When people are hopin’

They tend to follow

What appears

To be golden

Please remember

When powers are held

When no one dares to yell

When they hide

Run Shiver

In fright and terror

The glowing ember will not burn

With a neon light

But with fire

And suppressed desire

*inspired by street music & sound of silence