Shadow’s Colours Poem by O I

His dark side
The part of him he always hide
He did these things
But said they were never in his doings
Unknown, the gods staged his shadow
On stage to show
We could hear him, but could not be heard by him
We could see him, but could not be seen by him
His own shadow made him believe all were asleep
The gods knew better
Could there be a stage show without the spotlight?
At the flash of light
His head sunk in shame
Knees knocked together
The lips formed sorry
But words never caught wind
We all shook our heads in disgust
As we pointed our judgement fingers
Thinking, heaping and weighing the best sentence
My thought dug and struck my own shadows
I tripped over…
My heart was lighted up by my conscience
And I became bare as he
I bowed in shame
But my knees sprang off my seat
As though the gods pricked with a pin
Amidst us I stood
And my voice caught wind:
“Are we not as he? ”
None spoke, in silence we all went home