The Shadow

Does the Shadow know
what evil lurks in our hearts,
how deep our vileness?
To plumb to our bitter core
takes piercing light, not darkness.

Besides, evil grows
in our mind, our thoughts of self;
not in the heart’s realm.
We think up lines in the sand
and imagine us and them.

Why is there such need
to point our finger outward,
carving up the world?
Why waste so much precious time
dividing up all the blame?

13 AUG 2024

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