These shadows stack upon themselves
by the glare of the many suns
each an orb the would blind
those who seek to hold the light
the relentless is defied
gloom gathered to reconcile
where the bright dominates
the opposite seeks to relate
phantasms asking for their time
these residents of darker realms
shades inclined to ask their due
after joy has ruled the world
one or another must exist
lest the balance fall aside
asking all to take a side
or walk between dark and light.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20190925.
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