Poetry

Light

For the first time in days
I can finally feel the sun’s rays
we’ve been berated by dark
children sat depressed in the park
no light so save our souls
consumed with noir until we are buried in holes
the sun is now all too bright
it’s almost something to fill me with fright.
the once oh so coveted light
it’s almost a sin to feel so right
The dark has changed our mood
now it’s instinctive to be dark and brood
Fix this dark stained world with light
Do it now with your luminous might!

Standard

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s