[Unenlightening]Light

It's a beautiful day, somewhere

possible to catch the Sun's dazzling glare

3 people, standing

almost, on earth

one complains about

how much it burns

agonising

the other is entangled

in his bliss-like dimension

washed over by the light

the last days nothing

as darkness gives the man

no words

another circles

taking a wandering look

if you can't face the truth

he says

looking directly at it

will hurt

he looks at the slit-eyed

that one is living for his soul

yet

bliss of ignorance

so pure

un-innocent

un-born

child

washing himself

in his own

self-deception

better yet

smiling

like the day he died.

he looks at the last

the man with no words

this man

he says

he knows

how much

the ink can hurt

& how much

it can create

he sacrifices

creation

to avoid destruction darkness

bearing the

to never meet

The

[Unenligtening]

Light