Two Worlds


Darkness is a fellow who doesn't believe in light

They've never met, he claims

He stares at me with eyes I can't see

As if he is deranged

After a time, he is so tired and dismayed

Down he goes and rise the fire

Of the Sun for the day

"Darkness?" he says

I've never heard such a strange name

He has no clue that when he comes the other

Turns tail and runs away


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