“Hiding from the Light” by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1997
Published 7 November 2005 :: Poetry
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9 October 1997
May I ask you
But a simple question
Is there a reason
Such a person
Like me . . .
Why would you give your love
To someone like me
For if you could see me
Without the mask I wear
You would run in fear
I am no phantom
Playing an organ in a darkened basement
No . . .
His scars far underscore
My own
For my past still lays
Sprawn in a darkness so deep
That I cannot believe I could find
My way out
Would you still care
If I wasn’t there
Resting in your arms
And holding you tight
