Fluttering Darkness
Fluttering darkness, take wing.
Malignant talons, take life.
Oblivion wings, take light.
Pluck from the shade,
this foul feeling manmade,
without a reason or rhyme.
Execrable expression of earthly emptiness,
Detestable display of dauntless devotion,
Perverse parade of practical pretence,
Irreverent instance of intrepid insurgence.
"Only faith may absolve you"
But "darkness",
launching into freedom's embrace,
need not be forgiven nor freed
Copyright © Michael Whatley | Year Posted 2022
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