Light

By Ryan McLaughlin

Candle light, sun light
The excess of the sun drives us crazy
To little light, we flick a switch

If we have trouble seeing we
Flick a switch
Put down a shade
But when envy spreads,
We don’t flick a switch,
To see what is wrong

We avoid the light, staying in the shadows
And sneak up on our new prey
We stab and hurt them

In the shadows,
Without a light