Clarity. focused, pure clarity.
The truth, the good, what's right.
How can clarity bring such pain,
Driven down to spring from vein,
Alas I never had a true claim,
So I must severe this poison reign,
Clarity. vain, cliche clarity.
Suspect of truth and righteousness.
Whetted for a real chance again,
This cozen dilemma chosen zen,
Disrupted the track taken then,
And I find myself viewing another when,
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
5/9/12
What if the world you have built is forced,
And the pearl you have protected is gone,
It's reality that can't be endorsed,
That brings suffering and pain each dawn.
What if your cries are not heard by lambs,
And your world can't be accepted for all,
You press on best you can but miss exams,
Those cries will cause your world to fall, again.
Now what if you had the chance to leave,
To feel nothing and escape with all limbs,
That forced world would fall beyond retrieve,
And soul for days would sing in hymns, again.
And the pearl you have protected is gone,
It's reality that can't be endorsed,
That brings suffering and pain each dawn.
What if your cries are not heard by lambs,
And your world can't be accepted for all,
You press on best you can but miss exams,
Those cries will cause your world to fall, again.
Now what if you had the chance to leave,
To feel nothing and escape with all limbs,
That forced world would fall beyond retrieve,
And soul for days would sing in hymns, again.
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