the owl sees in the black of night
the owl watches the evils
the owl knows of the pain so many deny or are blind to
to feel a need to get lost inside yourself
persistent joys bring the thoughtful down
regarding the world, searching for connections
never finding an answer in this strange place
but a life of dark thoughts is reality
unlike a life of fake joys
the owl sees much, knows much
the owl is misunderstood by creatures of light
the owl is not what it seems

written 3/30/98
©1998 Matt Henderson 4/21/76