Shadows in the darkness

      Shadows in the                  Darkness.

Shadows in the darkness, rapped in blackened clouds and ominous rolling thunder. This evil light that rest upon our inter being, that cast doubt on those who blunder.
  We stand side by side with the same bewildered look of disgust in our tear stained eyes. With gnashed clinched teeth, and trembling lips, crying for all we despise.
 To much time aloud to pass, so many wasted years pushed into piles of glutinous political feces.  So much bitter biased blindness, forcing darkness into an already tornadic Malthesis.   
  I feel your fear in an uncertain time, I shiver to think that the roads traveled were a waste of time, that the dreams of a great man will be dashed and trampled like an unknown glassblowers piece. I fear not the darkness for the eyes of hatred, also show fear, in the darkness of night those that cause worry do tremble for life, for in the blackness the color is one, in the blackness if you reach for comfort the hand you find feels like yours and we will feel peace. 
  In the shadows of darkness, I find solace there, reaching out for comfort for the trembling hands the linger there. In the shadows of darkness, blindness gives us sight, as we all stand together, all one color as we make it through the night!

By GWRoggenbuck