Set foot on the streets.
Contemplate as the heart beats.
Every step, it gets dark a little.
Squint, as it starts to drizzle.
Don't blame the sky.
When one starts to cry.
What is rise and fall?
Without a call for a brawl?
And if the coldness burns.
It is a lesson one learns.

When the candle burns out.
The answer is, doubt.