Poetry

And God said

Dawn peeks red from the firmament
and I
am clutched by nightmares
dark and dreary.
Would that the sun
could drive away the demons,
I think
amid the laughter of the morning star.
Shadow, flame, the lightshow
of existence;
hell’s lantern stands tall
and its eerie candescence
illumines crises.

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