Angst Town

Once, I thought that darkness conquered,
And once, mistaken when brought to light
Darkness was a slave to those who harbored
How rage is such a greatly bountiful plight

The dark is gone for houses remain lit
In a town of turmoil and dreary shadows
Where the wise knew and so they writ
“Flames light where the misery still goes.”

So as I pace forward with such a jocund grin
Knowing passion is present in angst town
Where the burning burns to cleanse sin
And pillars of pain in flames do burn down