I deem this world a loathsome place
where one should hide not show their face
and search no more for god’s own grace
for god himself is lost
and though you may by strength of arm
protect yourself from egregious harm
still would you purchase any balm
no matter what the cost

the dreams and hopes that one endures
are palliatives and not yet cures
the cloud of death the truth obscures
from all who would know peace
and when it finally comes for thee
and death alone is all you see
then can you sing at last I’m free
and welcome your release

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  1. damommza

     /  April 15, 2014

    This can be read as two completely separate poems or one with an interesting story woven through it….As always..last two lines are the best although I do like the two that precede them. The “god is lost” line is exceptionally good as well…definite applause on this one! 😀

    • Thanks 😀 It was definitely written as one poem, and stylistically or syntactically it’s all of one piece, but how you read it… 😀

  2. A long wait at the check-out, eh? We’ll be served in the end..
    (Interpreting it through different eyes)

    I liked it, Sun 😉


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