Jocelyn Theresa Cook Poet Rhyme

Blind in the Light

Blind in the Light
I wake up cursing, fists full of rage,
Same damn story, same damn page.
I spit on the morning, I choke on the fight,
Blind to the good though I’m bathed in light.

I think I’m drowning, stuck in the pit,
But others live deeper in darker .
I’ve got one problem, they’ve got ten more,
Yet I slam shut the windows, ignore every door.

Blame on the past, blame on the pain,
Blame on the losses that drive me insane.
I scream at the world, “It’s broken, it’s wrong!”
But the truth is I’m blind to the light all along.

Then a colleague speaks, steady and plain:
“Jocelyn, take a box, cover your frame.
Darkness will swallow, but wait, just a crack
A single beam shines, guiding you back.”

And I see it now  the lesson is clear,
The light was around me, always near.
But I chose the shadows, I chose the fight,
Forgetting the power of speaking life.

So I rise with words, sharp as flame,
“I’ll be amazing, I’ll change the game.”
The more I declare it, the more it is true,
The more I see light breaking through.

Others may stumble in total night,
But I’ve been standing in fields of light.
No more backward, no more sorrow,
My tongue shapes the strength of tomorrow.

The box may be heavy, the hole may be small,
But the light beneath it can conquer it all.

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