Is it natural?
To be afraid of the dark?

Let's say perhaps,
You were to take a child,
Young,
Innocent,
And sweet.

Made a world for he,
Or she,
Completely comprised of darkness,
Would they live a life,
So full of love?

If so,
If they learned to love,
The only life they know,
With no fear of what many do,
What would happen,
How would he,
Or she,
Feel being taken to a world of endless light?