Mirage - 2014/02/18

It's gleaming on the distant hazy horizon,
Announcing it's presence to all who stare.
It does not bother to request permission,
As the act of gazing is evidence you care.

The mind twists and turns with possibility,
Might it be the chalice that I still seek?
Once in awhile we almost resolve to set out,
Until the world reminds us that we are weak.

Damn the downers who would dare and deflate,
This hope and promise inherit in the future.
Instead of watching it roll over and expire,
Perhaps they could help me sew up my suture.

Delusions aside the horizon beckons to us,
To take the first step on a very long path.
All the while urging us to absolve and slay,
Those who choose to respond with their wrath.

We leave and march past the ranks of judges,
Gavels in hand ready to smash lovely dreams.
Yet they stay motionless for they are aware,
A hard reality is bursting through the seams.


Terminal - 2014/02/17

There slowly bleeding out on the floor,
Some claim she was nothing but a whore.
Dead to rights it was a tale forgotten,
Forged by harriers terrible and rotten.

I remember a time in which she was great,
In which we had no need to try and inflate.
Hand on my heart each morning I made a vow,
That I gaze back on today and wonder "How?"

I seek truth behind the tendrils of a tale,
That fails to relay how greatness can fail.
No scholar still delves into the who or why,
Just the reason that we are letting her die.

Desperate to love her but deaf to her cries,
We sit back in the decay and utter our lies.
Choking to death on dust of a rising rubble,
Dead to all except whatever bursts the bubble.

Waste your tears on her if you are inclined,
Our lack of action is how we will be defined.
Historians may not live long enough to write,
Though the evidence shall beckon every night.


Spiraling - 2014/02/16

Sun rises over the ridge,
Light blinds our wayward eyes.
Even as the creeping darkness,
Turns historical facts into lies.

Street lights abound distract,
From the new technical reality.
Religious stupidity reinforces,
Society's approaching fatality.

Truth is up for debate each day,
Soothsayers are losing the battle.
Those of us in the know sit back,
Awaiting a predictable death rattle.

Tears once shed have since dried,
Thoughts of desolation now the norm.
Our grasp on reality is so tenuous,
We are ready to welcome your storm.

Lives built on the backs of slaves,
Are destined to eventually collapse.
They believe that they are immune,
From falling into documented traps.

History and science are optional,
Critical thinking is now a crime.
As myths fail to come to fruition,
Fools say tomorrow will be the time.

Our education has summarily failed,
Their mythical Gods will never save.
Welcome to a world ready to collapse,
Face reality to join the few so brave.