there are problems with the light/darkness, white/black metaphor that Dr. King described, which I acknowledge, but it is kind of inescapable in your prompt. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
shadow cast over all the earth (earth my body)
black snake leaking filth into the rivers (water my blood)
inhuman persons spouting smoke into the sky (air my breath)
smoke and snake and shadow and it seems too hard to fight the night's so dark and dismal and it seems there won't be dawn
that's when to light a candle that's when to be the spark life is not quite that abysmal you're a player, not a pawn
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making a favorite dinner
a bouquet of white carnations
a smile and a hug
"you're the best"
to know which language to speak
first you must listen
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the beef roasts
the child warms hands chilled by making snowballs
the family gathers
the marshmallows toast
the goddess sits in gold-hued wooden throne
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May you be visited by a spark.
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shadow cast over all the earth
(earth my body)
black snake leaking filth into the rivers
(water my blood)
inhuman persons spouting smoke into the sky
(air my breath)
smoke and snake and shadow
and it seems too hard to fight
the night's so dark and dismal
and it seems there won't be dawn
that's when to light a candle
that's when to be the spark
life is not quite that abysmal
you're a player, not a pawn
(fire my spirit)
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The poem is excellent.
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:)