Drinking Black

If you take a drink, I’m sweet to taste

Decide to swallow, I’m juicer in haste

Infusing you with much satisfaction

Suppressing many distractions

I come in disguises, the populace cannot see

Emerging beauty, within I reek, miserably

Reading humanity’s mind simply, I decree

Never fails in summing up their destiny

I appear, as a lamb gentle and meek

A wolf to my prey I seek

I offer delights, many a reward

Mockingly laughing…such foolish accord

Daring I am to the unsuspected

Audacious I roam, undetected

Swiftly stinging to mute the light

Mockingly exposing, delighting in fright

Despicable hearts, I long to snare

Cupping on my darkness, my vile lair

Sweet they taste, inside I turn sour

Absolute…enticing their final hour

Alas, I’m black no exposure to White

Keep captured, hidden from light

I beseech you, hear my shrieking sound

I long to keep them earthly bound

Suddenly, divine power, forging to conceal

White thundered to their earthly appeal

Petitioning many to keep them deceived

White’s supreme not what I perceived

Help me, help me, I’m spiraling downward

Drinking from White's grace – poured

Intoxicated by light, liberated from black’s power

Whimpering around…destined for my last hour

Salwa Samra © 2012

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