From 102454.540@compuserve.com Sun Aug  4 01:53:04 1996
Date: 26 Jul 96 15:47:41 EDT
From: Jackie May <102454.540@compuserve.com>
To: b5-creative@lists.best.com
Subject: Morden's Poem

The poem below may not make much sense, but I think the
rhymes are ok.

This is the way I think of Morden, with his real personality
breaking into his thoughts once in a while and being firmly
quenched by the Shadow him.
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Morden's Poem

I walk in the shadow of my shadowy friends
I've grown unaccustomed to light
That which revolts me is cherished by most
That which I love sparks fright.

A man in the shadows is a man unseen,
A man ignored by the light
A man of the Shadows, such as I,
is a dark reminder of night.

The humans fear me, and rightly so;
sometimes I fear me, too.
When a man's got shadows inside of him,
It's hard to tell what he'll do.

I meant no harm, no disrespect
To my masters -- that is, my friends.
I owe my life to the spidery ones
'Til the universe crumbles and ends.

(Blackness my mind, blackness my soul --
Where is the Morden I was?
Better a man be ground to dust
than be helpless in what he does.)

	The End

Jackie May <102454.540@compuserve.com>