Light in the dark

“The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light; they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined.”

Raised from the dust to manhood in ignorant bliss

Never upon my cheek have I felt Truth’s burning kiss

I could have skulked on fettered amidst the black forever

Unknowingly drowned in inky darkness unable to sever

Such existence was the birthright of us all

Huddled in a fallen mass so large yet small

Until it came to us in such fearful power

Burning our eyes was the infinite tower

Composed of pure Light, radiant and pure

It was mercilessly True and here to cure

But I am not in need of release from disease

I am so entwined with it, it has become my ease

The great Light is hard and burns my eyes

While the dark lets me wallow in my cozy lies

I crawl back to the anonymity of the unknown

Clinging to the dark crevices where Light has not shone

Leave me be, Light, let me alone

The shadow is all I have to call my own

When I was still a child I could have been reached

But I am now too practiced in all the dark does teach

-CL Fuqua

Published by clfuqua87

Old soul with stories to tell.

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