Valpb Poem by Brian Sage Finch

The light is down the road, far down the road...but it grows closer everyday.
It is the light of peace, and is bright as heaven...it is beautiful and peaceful. But I am not in that light, as desired by all..and accomplished by few
I'm stuck, stuck in my darkness....and I'm fed up with my darkness. My darkness is a small treasure to some, but in all of my few years of being =
I'm not a wise enough man to love my small treasure...me
But I can and do hate my darkness...my small treasure, me. I must accept. Oh how I long for the divine light of peace, peace is what I seek....peace
But I am surrounded by hate, ignorance and ...........................FEAR. It is lonely out here in my darkness....I long for kinship
kinship of my own, what ever that means.............? Pain, pain and pain I feel as I search for growth...and finally heal my wound, pain
But I must and will survive....the light is growing closer, much closer. .........I can see the light..........