Outside the comfort zone
The collapsing structures, the failing systemsthe blinded mass, mere subjects to false authorities
What a mess, this fading world - falling apart
like the melting snow (unhealthy grey with pollution)
Illusions wither before my eyes
every day, every hour
Will they see? Will they comprehend?
Perhaps, some day
The hour grows late, however
and I must walk alone
The lie is different on every level
a wise man said (I think he is right)
Covered in fog - or is it smoke?
Yes, smoke arises, from man made structures
to prey on you, like deadly beasts
And they are, in truth
But truth - is fragile, scarce
I offer none
(but one)
Seek it, hunt it
bits and pieces, you will find along the way
A glimpse; be your own guide
the road can be your goal
I know it is mine
We don't need
to enshroud ourselves
in deceit!
I, for one,
wholeheartedly
refuse!
Poetry by J. E.
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Written on 2009-01-09 at 20:49
Tags Lies  Politics  Truth 
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