The Light Shines Brightest in the Deepest Divide

by Irene Daniel


In the deepest caverns
of our lost humanity
the light must shine brightest
for those who wish to see

The bores of wars and politics
reveal where we are weak
and how far away we've wandered
from the truth we seek

When face to face with our enemy
our reflection is revealed
and only when we face this truth
can our wounds be healed

The folly of our differences
melts away like summer ice
when suffering the same wounds
and paying the same price

Lost limbs, lost minds,
lost souls, lost youth,
lost innocence is sacrificed
at the altar of false truth

Of suffering and pain and shame
of orders to destroy,
for destruction of "the other"
all resources we employ

Until there is no more
our humanness done in
the rotted carcass of our soul
post-mortemized in heady spin

And those who clean up after us
tell tales of our destruction
until a brand new breath of life
makes our introduction

And in the very deepest darkness
we bring what light we can
for only our souls' love and light
can heal the tribes of man

                                                                      Copyright 2016, Irene Daniel, all rights reserved.