[Unenlightening]Light

It's a beautiful day, somewhere possible to catch the Sun's dazzling glare

3 people, standing almost, on earth one complains about how much it burns agonising

the other is entangled in his bliss-like dimension washed over by the light

the last days nothing as darkness gives the man no words

another circles taking a wandering look

if you can't face the truth he says looking directly at it will hurt

he looks at the slit-eyed that one is living for his soul yet bliss of ignorance so pure un-innocent un-born child washing himself in his own self-deception better yet smiling like the day he died.

he looks at the last the man with no words

this man he says

he knows how much the ink can hurt & how much it can create

he sacrifices creation to avoid destruction darkness bearing the to never meet

The

[Unenligtening]

Light