Two Worlds
Darkness is a fellow who doesn't believe in light
They've never met, he claims
He stares at me with eyes I can't see
As if he is deranged
After a time, he is so tired and dismayed
Down he goes and rise the fire
Of the Sun for the day
"Darkness?" he says
I've never heard such a strange name
He has no clue that when he comes the other
Turns tail and runs away
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