Oh Darkness

Oh Darkness

You rise with resolve at the dusk of every morn

With never a blossomed flower to welcome you

They spoke first of you in the book of books

Oh my child but even today they try to chase you

When you approach thoughts spawn in lonely souls

But you still smile and set out to protect the homeless

Your cold hand stifles the courage of the young girl

Oh my child but even today you fight what malice whispers

Your cold hand plants doubt in the brave soldier at the post

But you still continue to feed the woman of the night

You want to help but with you travelers are always lost

Oh my child but even today you still want to do what’s right

The silence and the dead are your only friends

For all come to you but never with trust that is strong or true

You were born this way to serve the world

Oh Darkness, how your mother needs you but can’t love you!