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Trinity
Three men walked freely under the sun
All of them knowing what had to be done
One bright, one red, one dark as the night
All succumbed to the sun's fiery might
So they walked, united as one
Under the light with nowhere to run
First walked the Bright, smiling and gay
To him even the darkest of nights seemed day
He would walk without the slightest care
The wind blowing freely in his bright golden hair
Then walked the man who was clad red as fire
Burning deeply with untamed desire
His horns were sharp and his smile intense
His body and shadow, fiercly immense
Yet underneath he was so hollow
And any sign of lust he would follow
At last the silent darkness appeared
He, whom all the blind had feared
He would warn them of the dangers ahead
Don't let go, don't plunge in, he said
Though dark, and perpetually sad
He was the sole member, not utterly mad
Alas, the sun would set and the night would rise
The three men awoken, no longer hypnotized
The first man walking as determined as before
Though the second man, letting out a tremendous roar
And the third man merged with the black of the night
Silently pleased with the death of the light
Three men walked rigidly under the moon
Not knowing if all would end anytime soon
All of them dark, except in the mind
Faith, watching proudly from behind
So they walked, divided in three
Doors all around, doors they did not see
And when the end of the road was near
A bright servant of the moon appeared
Eternal beauty tempting them all
Though the two first were the only ones to fall
For its beauty did not affect the third;
He was wiser than the bleating herd
Since only the third man showed dissent
The journey continiued as it was meant
Succumbed to the moon, tamed by the night
Three small birds, blind to the light
