Analysis of The Conflict

The black may change into white,
But the dark will still lack the light.
The bright sun may melt the snow,
But the people will still go with the flow.
The dreams may get locked in a box,
But the mind will still find a clever thought fox.
The moon looks cool like a cucumber,
But you can’t judge a book by its cover.
They say, you write you bloom,
But I write in order to lift the gloom.