Darkness… #Poetry

anita dawes and jaye marie

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Darkness

How can I speak of a time of darkness?

My soul is not yet born

It waits for the light to bring the world into being

To build oceans, land, and people.

Then I can take my turn on this planet

I am still waiting, remembering the dark place

The cackling voices whispering

Of a time before the darkness

When fate was hidden from man

Given and taken by an invisible presence

How man can have more than

One fate thrust upon him.

How luck can be thrown

Like a handful of sand on the wind

Letting it fall where it will.

How some are born with extra luck

Without the help of scattered winds.

How the soul can be destroyed

Leaving an empty space

For the darkness to grow.

For cruelty to make its voice heard

Before I was pushed into being

I heard the…

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