Darkness
DARKNESS
STANDING IN SHADOWS
AS I WALK THROUGH
DARKENED STREETS
SENSES ALIVE AS
I BREATHE
THE NIGHTS STENCH
URINE STAINED WALLS
TRASH FILLED STREETS
YET EVEN AS A SMOKER
I HAVE TO CUT MY BREATH
TO GET THROUGH
WHY I ASK
ARE PEOPLE
AFRAID OF THE DARK
IT IS ONLY
LIGHT TURNED BACKWARDS
EVERYTHING IS THE SAME
YET WE PERCEIVE
THINGS HAVE CHANGED
HIDDEN IN CORNERS
STILL CRAWL THE RATS
AS THEY FEED, ON OUR
DISPOSALS OF THE DAY
SO WHY FEAR THE UNKNOWN
WE KNOW EVENTUALLY
ONE DAY
WE WILL ALSO DISSAPEAR
INTO THAT DARKNESS
WE SO DESPISE
ALTHOUGH THERE MAY BE
LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
THAT LIGHT IS THE
OPENING VAGINA
ALLOWING US A SECOND CHANCE
TO BE ALIVE
YET THE DARKNESS IS
WHAT HELD US
WITHIN THE WOMB
SO IT WILL BE WHAT TAKES US
BACK TO FEARING
THE BEGINNING OF LIFE
DAVID SANDERS FEB.17.2014
Copyright © David Sanders | Year Posted 2015
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