poem of the day October 14 It was becoming

It was becoming

a mixed up world

The shadow was

leading the light

Dark was being

celebrated as

an evil savior 

by scared souls 

clinging to deceiving

powerful persuasion 

Their confused eyes

blinded by disinformation

I stood stood 

with others

holding a candle

in the sea of blackness

still knowing my vote 

will turn things around