In the Dark

Harsh cold wind blowing through the mind, the patron within is hard to find. Within that mind there is something that shines hidden deep behind two eyes that are blind. Looking within there is only one mind feeling; hearing what it finds is highly defined. Used as a pawn through the mind of a king smiling; ever knowing never showing that was his thing. Feeling strong and bold inside cuts the mold, to have and to hold for reasons forlorn but never told. Out of body is this soul, always lonely, never cold bound forever to unfold. Among the light that shines for the humble and the many, dark magic provides no promise if any. Redemption follows the heart and soul not the body, pray it’s not too late to repent from your folly. When all alone feeling midnight and blue hands and heart frozen not knowing you were chosen. To represent all who stand in the light bring all out of darkness no matter the plight. James C Bryant Jr. May 25, 2002