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Nov 2015
The darkness has a way of enveloping you like nothing else can.

It's not like light: Darkness
Is not directed or sprayed on objects
The absence of light:
It is all consuming, on anything light rejects.

Darkness. It's something else
Something intangible
Like the dreams you dream:
Barely imaginable.

It's strange and scary:
Untouchable for us
Children are afraid of it
It even makes grown men cuss.

People aren't afraid of darkness,
It's been said:
Fear of the unknown,
Or so I read.

Why do we fear the unknown?
What evils can it contain,
What evils still remain?
That aren't in our lives already,
****, corruption, ******:
Bulletins are full and the news beats steady.

We should relish the unknown,
Rise to the challenge
We must grab the opportunity
With both hands
Cause it might be our last strands
Of hope.
Wellington Smith
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Wellington Smith  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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