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I lie exposed

The blinding light searing my eyelids closed

Naked but for the blood entrenching my body

And entombed in a white hot abyss

I had thought to seek understanding

In nature's gentleness

But my torture isn't such

Surely no less than man could've relayed this horror

Or the maker of man-

Where does our allegiance lie?

My fever is high and my suffering great

I seem to easily distract

Yet I would like once more

To see the night sky

And watch the stars shine down their warnings

Or to again set my sorry gaze

Upon those who own my heart

And never need ask my allegiance

It is here in this world between worlds

With broken body and dying spirit

I find the comprehension foolishly saught

And I know the dark is ours as much as the unmerciful light

As for the disease of mankind-

I need only look to those who matter

To redeem and know that good may be our victory