Black Darkness

By Marlon Hatcher

March 1, 2025


Blurry visions inhabit tortured wistful eyes. I did

What you asked of me, purifying the remorse your voice carried

Until my cries were silent. Nights died. People lived when they melted

Together, and danced in the pools of their ancestors' souls. O’! How it breathed

Life again!


I was deceived, harvested, made a fool

And became a victim to myself. Darkness

Is all that remains. For it cannot be 

Contained. Especially by you.