Survival
Hilary Hoover
[darksoul64@hotmail.com]
Morning comes but not the sun.
No light left in the world.
Darkness to hide the sins
of those of us who hurt each other
to hide our black souls
from our own view.
We have devoured the light.
No light left to feed us
we destroy each other
each determined to survive.
You who created us
watch us destroy each other
knowing we cannot touch you.
I fight not because I wish to live
but because I cannot bear to die
without fighting.
I hope you choke on my soul.
© 1999 Hilary Hoover, all rights reserved
appears here by permission
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