The Unsullied Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
In this man, there is darkness.

Submitted: October 30, 2018

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He came towards me,

walking between the raindrops

His suit fine black,

like coal;

His hat tipped,

covering his eyes,

but I could gauge the man he is

by that smug grin,

like a guilty man protected by fools’ sensibilities

 

A dark cloud looms over him,

hovering like a storm

hiding his shadow,

living like a parasite in the dark

 

He has no name,

none given and none taken;

He hides the nature of his soul

inside the man,

but he is more than flesh and bone,

more than meat from this world.

In every heart

there is light and there is dark;

In this man,

there is darkness,

a pit of malevolence;

a tide of suffering

 

A flood of apologies washes the ground he traipses,

consuming bodies with guilt

for their own inadequacies

and their fragile egos

 

He creates a void where all souls go when they’re lost,

His arms welcome them in;

the wind sighs,

the rain falls harder;

He continues to walk between the raindrops,

untouchable by remorse,

unsullied by guilt of conscience.

A monster in the light

protected by the void of darkness.


© Copyright 2018 Jeff Bezaire. All rights reserved.

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