At night when the world sleeps
And people along with it
I watch the stars full of hope for tomorrow’s new day
Sleep does not come
In the firmament dark clouds
The stars have long since faded
Yet I search with my soul’s eyes
What has passed what will be
Knowing that the most important thing is what is here and now
The past may be dark and evil will invariably remain so
The future though unknown is being built now
There remains a hope that is within us
Just like everything that matters
is in our souls
Close and yet so far away
I am tired
Everyone is running, they think they are fighting
In the wheel of life and death of worthless bodies
The time of oblivion is coming
The leaves turn yellow and fall from the trees
Their green fades and flashes gold
However, this marks the end of life
Like old men returning to God
When the call of youth AND the world falls silent
I will sit somewhere off to the side, invisible forgotten
And I will wait until that day comes
Arkadiusz Niewolski
Catholic during the Great Apostasy 
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