Why strive so hard to make light win, do you think your love of good would lessen your sins.
If the sun shone all night how would you know day, and every comment you tell undermines your say.
I do not wallow in the dark and suffering of others, but I appreciate that with light you have dark, like sisters have brothers.
It’s a game of life you fool yourself with, that if white wins there are no losers, but when you blind me with your martyrdom it’s me on my knees, with bruises.
I am dark and I shine like a negative sun casting white shadows, for how can you have, when cannot accept what you cannot have.
Love me for what I am, instead you try to fashion me an angel … Though I am fallen.
D May 2017