Devoid of all light, unable to glisten;
Moist eyes content, with prolonged obscurity;
No hovering shadows; nor promising rays;
The audience applauded a stagnant haze;
A belligerent intrusion by unwanted radiance;
Shattered a sanity that was bizarrely cohesive;
Vying for equilibrium: a wicked dichotomy;
Compelled to explore; ever so cautiously.
While sifting through rubble; platinum emerged;
The demons did flinch and some pain was dispelled;
Enlightenment dawned on that fateful day;
Solace was molded from private clay.