I walk along the shadows oblivious to those around me
Never stepping into the light
I stay hiding under the cover of darkness
A creature of the night
I hear the whispers of others
And see their evil glares
Their words are pierced in hatred
Because they have no idea I’m there
I am always ever watchful
I hear what is in their hearts
Always in the shadows
Hidden by the dark
I see them on the other side
And give a passing nod
I watch my children closely
You see I am their god.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Shadows
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1 comments:
great poem! Very raw and emotional.
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