A Contrary Sun
Aug 22, 2017 · 1 min read

I am lit by a contrary Sun,
An all denying No my only companion.
Where once was the Deity, in a chamber of pristine fire,
Now repose a hundred goblins of fury and ire.
He who I hoped to reach, has sent now a darkened twin,
Who manages my affairs and all within.
This and all before that flowed through me
Are episodes of my brief eternity.

