The Lost Jewel

 

                                                                          Dark clouds

Grey sky

Dark nights

Dull days

 

It felt like

World was going

To Heraclitus for advice

Everybody sad

 

Everybody searching

Something colored

Searching for happiness

For everything was black

Nobody contented

 

‘t grew dark ’cause of lies

Day-by-day it grew darker

Those of great knowledge

Those of great wisdom

Those masters and scholars

Never were humble

So the world was lost in Nyx’s darkness

They searched for it

Up and above

Down and under

In the depths of oceans and seas known

Till realms known

But never found

 

But then

He was born

A baby

A rainbow

A colored jewel

 

For he was true

For he was humble

For he was innocent

For he was ignorant

For he was happy

 

Yes they were all jewels

They were happy

They were a rainbow

But as they grew old

They were soaked

They were dipped

And covered in the dirt

 

The dirt of sins

The dirt of lies

The dirt of anger

The dirt of vengeance

It dried on them all

 

Let no more jewels

Be in the dirt of the world

Let every jewel shine

Let them search for themselves

For they were the rainbow they searched

They themselves were the jewel they searched for

Let them be children again...