I am darkness
Without which there could be no light
I am pain
Without which there could be no bliss
I am hatred
Without which there could be no love
I am the dog, awaiting his master\'s return
Kicked for blocking the gate
I am the goat, led outside the city walls
To be torn apart by wolves, to redeem those within
I am murky water, washing the dirt from your hands
Discarded as no longer fit for use
My vapor rising to the heavens
Will fall on you again, clean and pure
I will continue to guard you with my life
My blood and bones will fertilize your fields
And I will wet your fruits and grains
Causing them to grow and ripen
For I have not the courage to fight your battles
Nor the strength to bear your burden
My place is to take your disgrace