Sestina of Darkness

In answer to all the darkness in every soul I offer this to the mighty pitiful world Whose most sagacious few lie blinded by the light Or some similar god they know does not exist! Herein now, some thoughts on shimmering hopes ere long We return to the same strife-filled life we were last! For the true dreams that life answers seldom outlast Beyond the duration of any faithless soul Who had ever struggled on faithfully for long To accept or change the mighty pitiful world! For these few are we who ever sought to exist Under the false rays of some benevolent light. And though sometimes there are moments of pure sunlight That promise to never fade and forever last, (Or promise to become real and really exist!) Soon enough the bright faith in every faithful soul Learns to rejoin the faithless, atheistic world And thank the darkness for not holding back too long! For faith is weak and bleak, and grief is strong and long, And each rives and thrives to see darkness smother light! Still, we seek to find some form of joy in the world Till we’ve suffered enough and learned again at last If there is a god who saves any life or soul, It’s a god who only on Sundays would exist! Yet, at least, faith and doubt peacefully coexist (But keep to the realms of belief where they belong!) Still, if there is anything like a living soul Who even finds a single ray of faithful light, He must have found the first of it and not the last, Let alone some god who long ago fled this world! So the hell with faith and the whole damned underworld! Where generations of us still fail to exist! Some great one of us may hold out until the last And never ask why the ruse has gone on so long. To bathe ourselves from time to time in hopeful light; However false, hides the darkness in every soul. Just walk the wordless world and watch it roll along. Let existence exist, but wait for deathless light! Till death comes at last; and pray that you have a soul.