It is dark in here,
Can you light it up?
Even if it’s a matchstick
Light it up,
For as long as it will burn.
The smile is wide,
And laughter is all I spread
I take away your sorrow
With humor, with kindness.
But I need help,
This is me crying out.
It is dark in here,
I need help.
Even if it’s a matchstick,
This is me crying out!
©Ridwan Akinkunmi Ajagbe
Sophocles Writes 