As there isn't a poetry forum, I thought this would be the right place to post my poem:


The shadow of night reveals the desires of men
Evil, vile, disgusting are they
When will the light come home?
Where has truth gone?
Is it dead?
No, the dark has covered love and truth and hope and all that is good to feel whole
To experience oneness
But the dark can never be whole
The dark exists from lack of love and light
The dark lives in ignorance
The dark dies when knowledge and truth and love appear
That is what men must do
Search for the truth
And grasp it when found
Hold it tight and never let go
What people want in these dark days is the truth
And we shall give it to them