Existence Of Shadows Poem by Elisha De La Rosa

The living things move, correcting shadows
Watch as they live and breathe on the pavement
They are us, haunting and empty hallows
They are the heavy chains of entrapment

They are born freely from the radiance
From a source of light, darkness will be seen
They are memories of our existence
A reflection of our physical being

Their time is short, they fade away at dusk
Watch as they disappear, when the moon shows
They're nothing more, but a mirror of dust
They want to remain but we have to go

A bomb of God's wrath, with its infecting sword
It explodes, leaving shadows on this world