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Light After Darkness

By Cristina King

For eons the Earth has spun without tire,
Despite hardship and tyrannical reign,
Never once did Mother Nature complain,
But eighteen years and I long to expire.

The wars fought on you, Earth’s surface archives
But those scars are worn like glorious fame,
While mine are hidden with makeup and shame,
And I think it’s quite hard to be alive.

Yet hope’s heartbeat drums in the bleakest night
A warmth in cold places when times are rough,
That curves a flat line and gets it to try.

Darkness dissolves and my room is alight,
Sunlight’s sweet kiss makes me feel like enough;
For if day beat night, well then — SO CAN I.