540. Poem by Jaden Knight

540.



At the dawn of time during the great upheaval
light and darkness were split into two separate entities
like similar poles of a magnet they clashed
each repelling the other

Darkness took in the evil things
fear, hate and every type of sin
while light absorbed only what it thought was right
joy, kindness and all things good

While it considered itself the mightier of the two
the darkness perceived its opposite as a threat
turning to run away to avoid possible defeat
the light pursuing as fast as it can

Light will ever chase the darkness
but it can never hope to overtake
no matter how speedily it travels
the darkness will always be waiting

Monday, January 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy
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