The Beginnings and the End
Why is it that the dark is at the start,
Like bats in caverns, always? “Let there be
Light” presupposes black. The human heart
Is desperate and wicked. (Who can see
That? Everyone who thinks.) The sperm that made
You came from darkness and was shot through dark
To night. The tyrant’s guts receive the blade
In blackness. An assassin’s blade seeks stark
Emancipation, righteous in its needs,
But that appears inside the despot’s end.
Green living crops begin with deep set seeds
And every living creature will descend,
Degraded, underneath the ocean wave,
And feed the lowest forms there in a cave.