Proto Pyre

The darkness was a blanket of endless night.
Then came that first spark we call the light.
All of nirvana screamed in an agony of pain.
A tortuous void rebelled in its gigantic brain.

The great entity of nihilism aware of the game
approached the challenge spark with no name.
"You are an intruder here; This is my domain."
"You puny spark; My darkness you profane."

"What gives you the right to shadow space?"
"Leave you betrayer; Depart from my face."
"Take your virus of luminosity elsewhere."
"Go to another dimension; Go to no where."

"Why cast dispersions on ignorance so rude?"
"Why can't you accept my darkness so nude?"
"Are you so blind that you can't feel your way?"
"Why must you be so sighted when you play?"

"Oh, darkness are you afraid of me this day?"
"How does my light affect so badly any way?"
"Why can't we co-exist in a natural display?"
"Are you blinded by the past and my new ray?"

"Is vision such a horror; Do dreams cast doubt?"
"I will give you a moment; You go figure it out."
"I have aboded you for eons; My mass is little."
"You are the nothing; But I am the great riddle."