What The World Hates To

And he's felt the justice. He's been it, tasted it, lived it. But that was before. And he's been apathetic. He's been emotionless, although the negativity of lonliness and depression would sink in at night, or when he was walking to a home with nothing in it.And then he met Him. Now you would think that a single person can't change the course of the world, no- the universe, in one day, but you would be wrong in a case of God, and New.And it was Him who twisted his insides, Him who touched upon untouchable organs, to give him a sense of something he's never felt before. And now the stars still glimmer. They still glimmer and they fall fast, golden tears to relay the years of a dead-man's heart, and He lay beside him, and He steals the light. And he is whole, if only then, with only Him, with only the sky, with the stolen light. And his home is filled with the brokem lanterns of overnight. Somethin' new.