The sun encroaches

The sun encroaches.
The flowers bloom
While a man reaches his doom.
The resurrecting machines roar to life
While those inside them are full of strife
for his fellow man.
The lovers entwine beneath the bells
While to another his soul he sells.
The future bright learns
While future dark his knowledge he burns.
The night dawns and there is peace.
The sun encroaches.