Poem -

~Pretty sitting pigeon's~.

~Pretty sitting pigeon's~.

Let's play a game
Said darkness
Placing his hands upon
Her light

Don't be afraid now child
You can't give up Without
A fight , Said her
inner voice

Having agreed to darkness
To play the game
Having that of no choice

Darkness said
You can be the Indian
I'll shoot you down dead
Laughing with his cowboy boots
clinking at the words he said

She looked darkness
In the face

Remembering
Her mother's voice
And Warm embrace

Let's play she said

Darkness
chuckled so.......
Pretty sitting pigeon's
All in a row

Hahaha hahaha
let's go
He mumble

Darkness felt so strong
Empowered by the thought's
of her
being so weak

Unaware
Of the words
She was about to speak

Sending him flying
into
Next week

Listen to me
Said the voice
inside her head

Be not afraid
Of the darkness
That often manifests

Let your heart
Be the guide
The light inside
Of your chest

Now open your eyes
And repeat after me

Darkness, darkness
I now banish thee

You do not exist
Within my mind
You see

No strings attached
Nor darkness bind

I have control
Of my heart
My mind

Forever in light
I'll always fight

I banish you darkness
Now This night

She opened her eyes
On the count of three

No more darkness
She did see

Surrounded
By Her inner light

Guided forever
Within her soul

Even in death
It's a mothers role

To keep the darkness
At bay

Remembering her words
She so lovingly
used to say.

Her mother's voice
And Warm embrace
Took her to a safer place

Darkness gone
Without a trace

No sitting pigeons
Within this space.

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