There is Darkness

blade of grass
chlorophyll 
Infuses 
life

Season 
Predetermined 
cycle
nothing
escapes
Its'
grasp

hope
Is
the
illuminate 
illusion
that
flickers
out
when 
nature's
calls
at
dawn's 
light

the bugle's
reveille 
brings
structure
to an
inherent 
need
to carry on

darwinism 
is the architect 
while organized
religion
is the false
prophet
that
leads
the peasants 
to work
another
day