Solemn Truths

From whence you came, oh specter bright Allured by sin, this troubled night The haze of which, its solemn mask Brings a fate, A fearful task Upon life’s meager soul I pray Replace my aura, black to grey For though I lack an inner light Allow the grey to seek the white My poet’s soul I hear it said Has only words of doom and dread This be not true, I take to task If love is all, you needn’t ask