Two Brothers.
Darkness and Light (August 20th 2015)
Sunlight pierces my body
The way a school of comets pierce space
Yet these two , darkness and light, cannot occupy the same space
Light spitefully consumes
He drags his feet carving streaks and scratches on the kitchen floor
Drawing chalk on new asphalt
Only to be consumed by black space in time
Darkness and light in eternal battle
Both supersedes the other’s rival
Two brothers dance the waltz
Stepping on each others toes
White and black
The absence of the color, the other a combination of all
Sworn enemies
Abel and Cain, Batman and the Joker
The color of moonlight
Photons of the moon light bathes my black skin
I roast slow in my pot as I bake to a golden brown.
I stand at the end of time
Where waves of color seize to exist
Black and White face off
one enemy across from the other
Eyes unwavering, hands in pockets
Rockets could not move their glare
The war between these brothers is the eternal stare
Eyes seeking to understand the other’s existence
Both refusing to love thy brother.
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