Candlelight.

It's dark in here,
you need some light,
Ignite this candle and hold it up,
and see the darkness take flight.

Cobwebs hang from the ceilings,
while champagne flows off the glass,
no breeze blows, the air is still,
a thick carpet of dust has amassed.

The windows have cracked and yet are black,
they won't let the sunlight through,
a broken chair and a weathered desk,
and unused bottles of expired glue.

Papers have scattered everywhere,
the paperweight still rolls on the floor,
and yet now that you have candle lit,
Everything is basking in it's glow.

A ray of light it all it takes,
A hope to survive and flourish,
so get out the broom and clear out your mind,
It's about time you won this skirmish.