Fair or Sour?

There again
All around
From here to Spain
They cheer and crowd
Nothing will be the same
Everything has changed
What can be said
Is that innocence has caved.

We delicate flowers have been marked
Revealing the darkness inside
What is there is tainted and used
Though within this can come something beautiful.

In all the wars and battles of despair in countries
There have come things wondrous, paintings, sculptures
All about there is sadness, pain but then once in a while
There is joy and relieve; we have that.

The juice from the flower is not all sour and dark
There is pure unadulterated joy and pleasure
Nothing can take away that feeling
With the opening of Pandora’s Box both sadness and hope escaped.

With hope in the world we can gladly survive
With the innocence gone we can take the truth
Live up to new, hard, sinister challenges
That threatens our survival but make us stronger by compelling to it.

The time will come where each is put to the test,
It is only a matter of time
But with this all become the people we were meant to be
With this new found strength we can do great things.

By the choices that we make
There can be good and evil born
With this knowledge it is only those that choose
Who know which side of the coin they will go.

A balance must be met
If this is made uneven then
Who knows what will happen?
But it will be made safe once again.