#179 (a flat world)

ideas being quenshed

before they even set a fire

to our imagination

unconnected sparks

dancing around jaded amygdalas



we were everything

you needed us to be

and nothing we ever wanted

to become

blind obedience

as we shackled our free will

to the dogma of superiority

sheep, whetting our butcher’s knife


the time for tenderness

was gone and buried lay

the corpses of our lost innocence

rotting under cruelty and ignorance

the bed we made to lie on

all tooth and nails

and the flame of kindness

reduced to a flicker


the dark ages are

just a stone throw away

always ready to emerge

and smother the present

so feed your light

tonight

 

 


11th August 2017