In The dark

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In The dark

Why is it I feel like I am in the dark?
Is it because people don't want to tell me why?
Is it because they don't want to worry me?
Is it beacuse they are hidding from me?
So I plead with you, please!
Who knows why I am in the dark?
Who will ever know, why???

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LenaM commented on In The dark

12-13-2010

I like this sunshine and maybe it's because I insist on being told the truth of things no matter how ugly something may be . When my daughter got cancer I begged the doctors to always be upfront with me I feared being in the dark more than I feared knowing what was going to happen, This appeals to me on so many levels excellent write

knight4696 commented on In The dark

10-04-2010

Sunshine - Another very interesting write. A question I think we all have .. It all depends on ones perspective of things Why? I don't think any of us really know the answer to this .. but what's more important is that you have someone to help guide you into the light. :) Ken

sunshine33710

10/06/2010

Thank you Ken for the comment. That is so true Ken!

RPT40 commented on In The dark

09-08-2010

I like the angles in this poem. You can interpret this in a few different ways, and each works well. Nice job.

sunshine33710

09/17/2010

Thank you for the comment RPT40!

sandro007 commented on In The dark

08-30-2010

a lot of people are in the dark... the important thing is to have someone to help us get out...

sunshine33710

09/17/2010

Thank you for the comment sandro!

candygirl34 commented on In The dark

08-30-2010

seems like we are always in the dark until a hand pulls us up into the light

sunshine33710

08/30/2010

Thank you for the comment Candy. That is so true.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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