Turned off!
And not to leave a dimming that flckers,
Until the darkness hits.
And when a certain mindset begins to overcome,
That light once to shine brightly with promise allowed...
Now quickly taking away from them the access to options,
those accustomed to sneak around at twilight,
Believing themselves with abilities to create alibis...
to be seen,
Just as the Sunset slips below the horizon...
Will find they too will be turned off,
As if a quick flip of a switch done by spirits or magic...
It doesn't matter which.
When darkness comes to unconscious minds,
Being turned off by it...
Is found by those still with a conscious,
Quite refreshing to discover those lethargic...
Not noticing they've been turned off at all.
Turned off!
And not to leave a dimming that flckers,
Until the darkness hits.
Only the ones who have kept the light of faith,
Stay prepared and is aware of who 'sees'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem