Plague Of Loss

I befriend Death tonight

I weep

I defame the moon

I defame the light

I befriend death tonight

I leap

I spring over the light

so a god there I face

and a prophet grand to fight

for cracked is my belief

and all that I sight

I befriend death tonight

I creep

I slip over the light

that high is my lowness

and low is my height

as if though my right is wrong

and wrong is my right

I befriend death

Death befriends me tonight

I keep

I store all the light

bashed in emptiness

stuffed in night

that naught is left to sear

nor to burn

and to light

I befriend Death

Death befriends me tonight

I heap

I gather over the night

and if it happened you ask me

of a shineless look in my sight

know shame is not upon me

but is upon the light

( C ) Copyright 2009 ADEL ATTIYEH