Golden Orb

Driving into a ball of gold I would say orange but nothing rhymes I’ve likely travelled miles untold Lacking insight, completely blind He glares at me; I can’t glare back Right in my face, hard to ignore When I look up, can’t see a thing Except that hazy, golden orb It seems that night will never come This bloody sunset never ends I’m likely going to miss my turn This golden orb is not my friend I know he’s only showing off I know he’s having his own way He’s burned into my retinas I really wish he’d go away