There comes a time
there comes a moment
when everything seems clear

we are settled
established in our routine
and everything seems clear

creatures of habit we are
growing accustomed to the tedium
everything seems clear

the routine of our lives
is not one of greatness
but everything seems clear

and then....

out of the ashes and rubble
from the dregs of our society
while we are so deeply mired
in filth and impropriety

a dark knight rises
and illuminates the earth (pun intended)
its a reawakening of life
a new beginning, a rebirth

like a phoenix from the ashes
a babe at mothers breast
optimism rekindled
negativity...