I wept not, so to stone within I grew — Dante Alighieri

An innocent quest led me deeper into faith
as lucid his emotions swept me like the wind.
Oh! I defy shades of neutral can not act detached
cruel are those who opt to injustice avert their eyes.
The sky above glimmered trace of merlot red
I observe, heartbroken, as ran his solemn tears.

 

 

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