Darkness(A Poem of Despair)
I have been one acquainted with the night
In darkness wandering hiding from the light
No good can come to one who will not see
Evil ever follows although he tries to flee
Upon this earth the choice is made to walk in such a way
Awareness grows I do not know of the coming judgement day
Living lives of shame and guilt without the gift of sight
The human race has become quite acquainted with the night
By lugh
© 2008 lugh
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