THE DARK NIGHT

IT HAS BECOME SO HARD NOW TO DIFFERENTIATE

WHOM ARE THE SAINTS OR SINNERS

 

HOW DOES ONE SEPARATE

WHAT IS FACT FROM WHAT IS FICTION?

 

WHO WILL THERE BE TO PASS THE GATES

THE LUSTFUL CELIBATE

THE UNREPENTANT MISCREANT

PERHAPS, THE HAPLESS IDIOT?

 

BUT, WISDOM COMES FROM DOUBT

DOUBTS REVEAL THE QUESTIONS

THE JOURNEY OFFERS TRUTH

FROM THERE, BEGINS THE MENTION

 

HERE, NOW, WITHIN YOUR HOME

IN A ROOM WITHOUT A CHAIR

A SINGLE LIGHTBULB FLICKERS ON

THE DARKNESS ONLY STARES

 

THE SOUL WRESTLES FOR ITS FREEDOM

BUT YOU ARE NOT SURE IF YOU ARE ABLE

 

FOR THERE IS A CLAMOR IN THE CUPBOARDS

A BANGING AT THE FRONT DOOR

THE DOGS ARE SNAPPING AT THE GHOSTS

THAT HABITATE YOUR BACKYARD

 

BUT AWAKENED BY THE DARKNESS

YOU CHOSE ONCE TO IGNORE

AND SHAKEN BY THE GRAVEDY

THAT ENCOMPASSES

THE DISCOVERY OF YOUR PRISON

 

YOU DESCEND INTO THE LONG NIGHT

OF LONELY INDECISION

 

 

THEY SAY JESUS WAS A SPECIAL SON

WHO SHARED HIS LOVE WITH EVERYONE

WALKED BAREFOOT, UPON THE COBBLESTONES

THERE, HE BLED, ALMOST ALONE

 

THEY SELL YOU SELF-SACRIFICE

BUT TO WHO’S END, AND FOR WHAT PRICE?

 

FOR SACRED TRUTH AND GOD’S COMMANDS

OR THE MISCHIEF OF

THE FLAVIANS?

 

 

SO, THE FATE, TO WALK ACROSS

A DESERT YOU HAVE CHOSEN

ALONG PATHS THAT WERE NEVER BROKEN

TO FIND DOORS THAT WERE NEVER OPENED

AMID A DARKNESS THAT CAN’T BE SPOKEN

 

 

BUT, FROM THE DARKNESS

PIERCE THE DAWN

NOW, LIFTING LIKE A VEIL

THE SUN SHINES BEHIND THE CLOUDS

 

LET TRUTH AND LIGHT PREVAIL

LET TRUTH AND LIGHT PREVAIL