Go To Hell
December 23, 2015
Shone and reflected
Revealed and returned,
The light, it knows,
To where it will return.
This light, illuminates
The corners which harbor
Fugitive demons
Within the walls.
They are not simply,
Around, or, nearby,
They are incorporated
In our self.
Part of the foundation,
That if removed,
Would make a porous
Rock, leaving us unstable.
So alas, it is mixed in,
The demon flows throughout,
In each organ, in each cell,
This demon knows us well.
We try to ignore.
We try to swim away.
But it’s the cement shoes
The bring us to our grave.
Embrace to incorporate.
The darkness exists,
Because of the light.
No matter the pain.
Embrace to extinguish.
The light exists,
To dispel darkness.
To show the way.
Without a demon,
Our angels grow weak,
And without a god,
It’s all nonsense.
So without a devil,
There is nothing to triumph,
We go through Hell,
To know there is a Hope.
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Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)
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