When I Think of Shadows

By: Woodrow Lucas

When I think of shadows,

I think of dark spaces I hope my daughters never see,

I think of women getting battered and losing memory,

Of all the beauty of their hearts and minds to be,

What their desires’ fancy and whatever dreams they hope,

When I think of shadows, I think of my ancestors hanging on ropes of despair,

Feeling ever so forsaken cursed by the very air,

When I think of shadows, fear grips me and I want to run and hide,

For I feel a despair unknowable and I feel a pain malignant,

When I think of shadows, towards God I am almost indignant,

But the my Lord reminds me, that shadows are cast by light,

And without the shining torch of love, there would be no room for fright,

When I think of shadows, I often doubt the things I believe,

For I can’t imagine a loving God allowing some to suffer without reprieve,

But then the Lord reminds me that shadows are cast by light,

And no form of darkness can over power his loving might,

When I think of shadows, I am aghast yes that is true,

But inspite of all these shadows, I still say God loves you,

And that light is a far greater substance than any shadow that it casts,

And that light shall eventually reign in love, always and everlast!!

 

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