Light.

Through the dark.
In its purest form.
It casts away shadows.
Gives birth to dawn.

But what if?
It never returned?
The sun gave up.
Stopped its burn.

Would we unite.
Together in the dark.
Construct some machine
To ignite the quarks.

In the hope.
Reignite the sun.
Before all dies.
Before hope is done.

I hope we learn.
From our mistakes.
Before the world.
Has too much to take.

Because light it's self.
Seems so pure.
Even scientists need it.
When searching for a cure.

So before, we cook the sky.
MAYBE.
We should listen.
To our planets cry.

Remember!
That it gives us life.
But through it all.
What we need?
Is light.