Every Day Fray
From humanities onset,
Before consciousness and intelligence met
Or our ever-present, fear-ridden fret
Of our own self-induced, war-torn threat,
Unseen by eyes unobservant,
There’s been an eternal cosmic war event.
Aloft let eyes stray
To the grounds of the bloody fray
Between the entities called night and day.
In the battle of dawn
Day demonstrates its brawn,
Thereby banishing night from sight
By flooding the sky with its light.
In the battle of twilight
Night becomes days plight
By battling to reclaim its ground,
Inevitably winning without an uttered sound.
This conflict fought with undying devotion,
Devoid of any kind of emotion,
It’s not their perpetual damnation
But is their purpose: our salvation.
From humanities onset,
Before our consciousness and intelligence met,
It’s been unquestionably evident,
Though to eyes unobservant,
That life couldn’t survive without this cosmic event.
Copyright © Casey Strong | Year Posted 2013
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