A World of Sin

In the redundant noir,

Of arrogant obscurity,

I scrambled for my eyes.

In the presence of a black woe,

Where all is but dark and silent,

I was distraughtly lead by the vibrations,

Of an ambiguous voice.

I could only stumble,

And shout,

And blindly wave out my pleading hands,

Though no matter, no matter,

The path I took,

All was but soiled in sin,

And left me to wander in a meaningless bout,

Amidst the unprecedented madness of,

Humanity’s chaos.

-Kasora