Transcend Poem by Vishorag Shadja

The bright night, is still young.
The dark song is already sung.
We all have our weaknesses,
And many strengths to harness.

The sun cannot rise,
For the night to be immortal.
It's a person's wit, we cannot downsize.
Coz he is just a mere mortal?

A gust of wind blows by,
Like a sigh of the dying night.
On their backs the humans lie,
Staring the starry sky night.

The dark conspires with the nocturnal,
The agenda of being invincible.
But the goodness is eternal,
Which clearly isn't visible

The new moon shifts its position,
Like the humans' changing ways.
As null as stars on vacation,
There is no change in human race.

Mildly threatened it the dark,
With a hint of rising sun.
Light is the destiny to embark,
Even for God's first son!