And neither the Lights suffered, nor did they shine divine, yet their reflection deepened, while nations tarry unaware. No one realized the thorn's approach, and vulnerably their flanks remain open. And neither the Lights suffered, nor did they shine as fine, yet their rays inspire, while man tarries unaware. No one predicted the curse of envy, and gullibly their gates lie open. And neither the Lights suffered, nor did they shine in line, yet their splendor intensified, while countries tarry unaware. No one perceived the bullet's path, and naively their heads split open. © By jmalone