AFRAID OF THE DARK?
James R. Fisher, Jr.,
Ph.D.
© July 30, 2014
Afraid of the dark
For what it hides
Afraid of the heart’s
Treacherous sides
Afraid of the truth
Lost in the uncouth
Alone in our terror
Afraid of the dark
Truth is something we take for granted, but have no
knowledge of.
Our behavior across the
planet tells us we are not acquainted with truth.
Truth hides in the darkness of our soul, a cold
and lonely place with no one with the courage to reach down and draw truth into
the warmth of the light.
We are alone and misbegotten, stumbling forward in the
hubris of darkness as if a protective shroud.
We are unaware of how dissembling as a
species we have become.
We might as well be ants hovering for existence under the cold darkness of rocks for how little our existence suggest consciousness.
We kill and plunder, rape and pillage, cheat and slander,
exploit and destroy, obliterate and annihilate, afraid of the dark.
We hide in towers of cold steel, which separate us
from each other but not from our darkness.
We salute barriers of cloth as if they are real and hide in
the darkness that they provide to justify killing and plundering for we are afraid
of the dark.
Truth would tell us that we are not alone.
Truth would tell us that we are not special.
Truth would tell us that we are not complete within and of
ourselves.
Truth would tell us that there is a higher power than our consciousness.
Truth would tell us that because we are afraid of the dark
we lack the survival instincts of ants.
Truth would tell us that being afraid
of the dark personifies the ghost of terror.
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