A Faraway Light.....

light always amazes
me in the dark,

like a firefly that is lost
in the night
it flickers to the view
of my tired eyes

and relaxes me a bit,

like a lighter of a cigarette
in the dark alley of
the slums,

the light that gives me the much needed smoke
to allay some fears
of our
series of deaths,
to appease these
internal wars
unseen by the eyes of
fading humanity

it is the same light that is promised
us
'at the end of the tunnel'

when in the middle of this lost-ness
we have nothing to drink and eat
and no one to talk to

when we see not even the shadow of a bat
of a leaf
because it is too dark and damp
and damn
dead silent,

when i think that it is only i that exist
and no one else

when in the extreme coldness of the silence
like the tip of a metallic knife

one can only remember
abandonment and
betrayal
and killing of one's own brother
kin and
friend and child

every bad thing has always been possible
they all happened and they can never leave you again
they are the tattoos of your
soul

it is only light that can comfort you
and it is very faraway.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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