The Light

There is a light, I know it’s there;
a brilliance where truth is laid bare
and the lies that we all live upon
cannot be found – are somehow gone.
I wonder if I’ll ever see
that light I know can set me free?
If I can only find the way
to just turn on the light of day
and leave the darkness that is here;
this world where love is ruled by fear.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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