Through a Glass Darkly

we see the light
the light of blight

in our minds it's the craze
we ingest it in our ways

trip on the invisible
slip on the divisible

cryptic delusional
crept in confusin all

do we know how or when?
do we care if foe or friend?

time has seen its procession
all included in succession

you think it wise
you it will evermore despise

it left you a mark
transparent yet it's dark

Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 24, 2010
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