Heaven
Under those sizzling firecrackers
Lighting up the sky-
You'll find the little demon child,
The cowering child, in a battle nook.
Who knows where his sire is-
Probably dead.
Footsteps pattering away from you,
You'll find the nook forlorn.
Then you'll look up again at the brightened sky,
And see the sparkling stars; petals raining.
Carolling nymphs shall draw closer,
Dispelling darkness.
And then, heaven shall descend.
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