Dark is the Way
- Fr. Thomas Colyandro
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Dark is the way and cold is the night
Down the desolate path of
Denial
These desperate people
Take drastic steps to
Dig deep graves
Where they bury
Their faith
Their hopes and most especially
Their loves
Whose faces dot the landscape of
Their memories.
With bitterness and
Learned forgetfulness
Their rage
Gives way to an empty space
A privation
Where an absence seethes
With a vile inhumanity
Breathing in and spitting out
All manner of lies
Slithering in corruption
Smelling of debauchery and
Slaughtering innocence.
Whose side are you really on?
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