I am night, I am darkness, shadows black
Life giving rays of sun, cannot find me
Forlorn, my head, metaphorical sack
To sleep to escape…only time I’m free
Existence ‘neath hood, not of my choosing
Fingers reach for stars, merely gather dust
To fight when one is blind, invites losing
Alternatives none…I do what I must
Somewhere voodoo man, sticks needles and pins
He lives in the pit, of my conscience fears
Punished daily, undocumented sins
Each minute is day… Each day one more year
Ailments many, my hood constricts my sight
Life’s shadow, I am darkness, I… am night
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