The Revival

What do we do what the beast rises again?

For three months straight
the beast has been
secured behind the sunlight gate.
But to our freedom we grew numb
and the beast arose
sensing how we'd become.

We welcomed it and made amends
for within it we
were rejoined with friends.
But within weeks its charms faded
and to our friend's presence we grew jaded.

To the beast our hearts swelled with hate
and we gathered the tatters
of the sunlight gate.

The beast is locked away, Amen!
Until we forget our freedom again.