The Edge of Dusk

I am at the edge of Dusk,
With darkness spreading
Its inescapable blanket
Across the crimson sky.

I chaperone the dark Night,
As it creeps in from shadows
Of things inanimate,
Dimming my golden shine.

I sense the growing Evil
Diffusing like poisonous air;
Invisible, but omnipresent,
Clawing it's way into hearts.

I stand witness in silence,
Frozen and handicapped;
Aware, but unable;
I know not what to do.

I can only kneel in prayer,
Begging for strength,
And hoping for faith
To get me through!

~ Pradeep CE.