Candle Poem by Ted L Glines

Candle
by Ted L Glines

See the darkness in a man
what is it - how does it scan
how does it - make the beastly hell
why is it - chaos does compel?
Is it his imagination
a wildly conjured compilation
which turns his goodness inside out
is that what evil's all about?
Is it the nagging gnawing fear
the little death which lives in here
unknown terror which won't abate
is it fear which turns his love to hate?
Dark is the man whose killing deeds
are done to those with 'foreign' creeds
and death must hold a mighty thrill
for those adjured: 'Thou shalt not kill.'
No love for creeds - all evil - dark
with power as their driving spark,
but - I eagerly give my heartfelt nod
to the man who says, 'I love God.'
There's so much I don't understand
in life uncharted - so unplanned
I know the darkness - fear and fright
will cease when we embrace the Light.
All our lives we've fought this war
and hope glows soft within our core
there is one matter we will handle
for in this dark - we are the candle.