When Truth Defies The Darkness Poem by Phil de Lange
When Truth Defies The Darkness
If I consider the riddles
of my mind
When I plunder
with brothers in arms;
faith
hope
into that darkest ravine
When I dig into hidden
vices of my roots
I fall in sobriety of light's illusion
and here I find
that Holy Demon Door;
open to the empty sincerity of sin
Blind in this room I find
a baby's seat of my emotions
that which bled salty drops of inspiration.
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