darkness long and drawn
hanging over the world
a blanket covering the light
blurring the lines of reality
convenient place to hide
easy to sneak things about
hard to catch the movements
impossible to see the faces
there are two sides at work
bustling franticly unseen
laboring hard in silence
lest noise disclose their schemes
what purpose could they have
that would require such stealth
who are they avoiding and why
thieves or assassins or both
stay not only in the light child
but turn your lamp outward
shine the purity of your hope
through the blackness of greed
the dawn is coming soon
what secrets will be revealed
under the harsh light of reality
exposing it all to the world
soon the day of the reckoning
methods and motives made clear
but no excuses tolerated here
selfishness the greatest crime
Darkness can be the night, it can be depression, and/or it can be evil.
ReplyDeleteYou imply it is night, initially.
Then there are the sneaky, scheming ones in stealth. They are thieves or assassins. This sounds like evil.
The child is caught up in the evil or possibly the darkness of depression. Hope then is mentioned. (then back to the evil of greed)
I conclude there is an evil afoot. We must avoid the evil, expose it, and make sure others are not caught up in it's trap.
You see me reading through, wondering, thinking, conjecturing. You see me caught up in the web that is the poem.