The Question of Why
“Darkness, Darkness, be my pillow, Take my head and let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow, In the silence of your deep Darkness, darkness, hide my yearning, For the things I cannot see Keep my mind from constant turning, To the things I cannot be Darkness, darkness, be my blanket, cover me with the endless night” “Darkness Darkness”, The Youngbloods, 1969 One of the very first times I ever spoke up about my…