Survival

Led by the light 
my form is twisted 
turns that seek out
illumination from 
external sources
compelled to follow
the brightest radiance
bending to the beam 
light dependant existence 
following at any cost
stretched and contorted 
slave to the source
my shade of shadow
cast my offspring
in darkness stunted 
their shrinking survival 
they shrivel and die 
or bend to survive.

Ciaran Burke

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