was not like the darkness at the end of day
it was as if there had never been day.
It was the darkness your dad says
does not exist when you are afraid
under the bed
in the closet
but you know it is there.
Will there ever be light again?
Will we adapt as the fish in the deep ocean
who no longer need light?
What will we eat?
Will we forget the sound that came before the light
Was there a noise like that when the big bang happened?
There was darkness,
then light and energy.
Now I have hope.