My Shadow

My Shadow

Blinded by the light.

At last my shadow
shows itself to me!

What I once mistook for shade
is actually the screen
behind which puppet masters
manipulate my strings.

Now that I see,
I cannot summon the anger
I heaped upon others
so my shadow would remain
deep in the unseen.

So what now Shadow?
It's your move.
Will you tell me what
I don't want to know?
Will you help me make amends
to those I condemned
for keeping your company?

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Everything that we see is a shadow
cast by that which we do not see.
~ Martin Luther King, Jr.