From the darkness
the opressive, drowning black
the suffocating weight of a thousand
in torment and in rage
bearing down
There,
a single hand was raised
like a slash of flickering
light
bursting through the wreckage
shuddering and weak,
beseeching
arms with the strength
to pull it free
The meager cry
was heard and an answering
shout of mourning rent the skies
and all the darkness hid
from the approaching light
because darkness cannot stay
where the sun shines