The Purpose of Darkness (a poem)
if there were no such thing as clouds?
How would people know what light is
without the darkness around?
How would we know joy
if there were no grief to contrast it to?
Would people truly understand
the sweet success of victory
if there were no obstacles to fight through?
If every day was like yesterday,
how can anyone say
that it's such a wonderful day?
The good, the bad, the evil
to see the better side
of everything, period.
This is my guarantee:
It helps us see
the very best
of what life can be.