纯净的光  被乌云染黑
                    阴暗的剧场上演人性的罪
                    四周麻木的看
                    肆意欢笑着，善良的脆
                    这是智慧，还是愚昧
                    为何我独留下泣血的泪

                    自私的利益将单纯变味
                    道德迷失在善的消褪
                    浓黑的乌云下
                    青鸟啼血成歌，歌声成灰
                    被城市呼啸而过的暗风击碎
                    却强忍折翼的悲，柔弱的飞

                     我只得将疼痛积累
                     如残花的怨怼
                     锁进空洞的泪
                     守望着天平
                     再一次，善的倾垂 

                                                 作于2012/6