Lit alive in silent flame,
To Day's end held in frame,
Blind to children playing,
Deaf to people praying,

Beauty reflecting the night rain,
Numb to the streaming tears of pain,
Soul and heart taken in flight,
No broken sound in sight,

Mind waking to time,
Sound serrated yet sublime,
Cry to the sight of people fighting,
Run from the voice of children crying,

Lit alive in burning flame,
To Day's end held in broken frame,
To fight another day under Man's reign,
To feel another day sharing another's pain.