They Say It Is Morning - Poem by Kyle Schlicher
This is good advice.
Rushing to rash decisions
leads only to decaying results.
I realize it is dark
and you are lost without your shadow.
Heed the aforementioned advice
Look at all the possible choices
you have in front of yourself.
Think of the holes in the black night
where the moonlight shines through.
Tiny fingers of salvation.
They are your only way out.
No one will answer
for no one
The darkness must end.
It cannot survive forever.
Exit this place here.
This is the ending
to the beginning
of the stampede.
The door leading to the present tense
is closing on the night.
They say it is morning.
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