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Searching in the Night

by Jason Constantine Ford

In the darkness of this night,
I see two images of me
that clash like weapons which strike
without any kind of warning.

As I see the image of me that
claims to be a conqueror of creatures,
a part of me turns away from this form
of pride, while another image that is
barely recognizable calls out to me.

“Who am I? Where am I?”

These questions are recurring in my mind
until a dark mist settles over my vision
as I try to find meaning in my life
with eyes that can barely see this world
and where I could belong within it.

Copyright © 2016 by Jason Constantine Ford

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