Why We Gave Dark a Bad Name

 

Why We Gave Dark a Bad Name

Epigraph

“It is not the dark we fear,

but what we choose to hide within it.”

And when this world first begun,
it shone as one, beneath one sun.
Space was vast, the light too small,
so night was born to balance it all.

Dark came gentle, soft, and deep,
a cradle for the weary to sleep.
Soon the beasts began their game,
and we gave the dark a bad name.

Then humankind, with cunning art,
hid its sins when the shadows start.
Fear took root, and whispers came—
and so we made Dark a scary name.

Yet all those stars in silence gleam,
to guard the dark, to hold our dream.
Innocence will return in dark’s embrace,
fearless we’ll sleep again in gentle grace.

Disclaimer: I am not a poet. 

This attempt in response to a prompt by https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2025/11/friday-writings-202-what-i-love-about.html