Definition Poem by Dan Little

the day goes by
in a flash of light
swallowed by darkness
and into the night

so powerful in dreams
yet weak in life
two different hands
controlling the knife

where one is two
and two is one
no where to hide
no where to run

questioning, quieting
inbetween
holding on
by just the seem

too many years
of uncertainty
overwhelmed
by the things forced to see

burried deep
beneath the sand
because this hole
was not dug by my hand

left with a shovel
and a fractured soul
down on both knees
as it dropped in the hole

i never heard the impact
but i felt it hit
born in darkness
a terrible secret

people say they wouldnt change the past because it made them who they are today... who are you today?