Darkness

• Lucy Steele, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2020

As the Sunlight dims,
I close my book of 'Brothers Grimm'.
I stare at the sky while wondering,
But then all I hear is the sound of clustering.
My heart thunders at the sound
but what am I supposed to unbound?
I am left with a series of choices,
I could avoid or exploit it.
The light grows darker
like some sort of armor
An armor that covers the sun
and I know the darkness has won
I don't give up
I mustn't stop
I face my fears an walk towards
the sound I've heard all too well before.