Two Torch Bearers

I’m trapped in the shadows barely alive,

All I hear is the sound of my breathing,

Forgotten and starving is my future.

Darkness is killing me but not my pain,

Footsteps echo near my lonesome chamber,

I prepare my body for more torture.

Light interrupts the blanket of black night,

Now I wish for the safety of shadows,

Trembling as two men approach with torches.

One hands the other his torch and bends down,

He reaches out as if to slap me hard,

But softly, gently my face he touches.

At a tap of his hand my chains are gone,

He picks me up and carries me away,

Together out we go into the light.

No more is the dark cave hidden from light,

No longer alone or hidden away,

My two torch bearers hold me close and tight.