Sonnet 13
There once upon a time were those dark days
Of haunted clouds above my heavens head
That made my life and path a morbid maze
And turned my hopes and dreams to molded bread
The sun appeared to me a heartless moon
Whose oppressive shadows I would embark
Swimming with stress and fear for fruit at noon
And I myself disappeared into dark
I walked through woods of glass with naked feet
I've slept with wolves whose eyes were wide awake
There were a thousand days I cried defeat
Yet of those thousand days I would not break
With brightness ever round me I recite:
After the dark I'm blessed to walk with light
Johnny Sumler
Me against Myself
6-29-11
Copyright © Johnny Sumler | Year Posted 2011
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