Day of Reckoning

Which way of life is better?

When that day comes

And, by God, it will,

Is the life of darkness

Worth the life of light? 

My darkness, my past

One in the same.

Your darkness,

May or may not.

It feeds on me

Feasting on my light

My spark of life

My eternal soul.

But where does that,

That which feeds,

Go? 

I tell you,

It does not feed itself

But these words.

Born of darkness

Born of light,

These words

Reside in truth.

Truth heeds no one

No darkness

No light,

Not even me. 

So I ask,

When the day of reckoning comes

And, by God, it will,

Is the darkness worth it?

Well,

That's for the reader to decide.

Author's Note

Just needs some punctuation tidying