Knowledge of Good and Evil
Step with me onto a boat; we need somewhere to go.
Our destination is not for us to know.
A stiff wind carries us beyond the sight of land
Where all that can be seen; we see from where we stand.
Beware of colored lights; see truth in black and white
The earth and sea, like life, are true and they are right.
There are no guiding paths on this the restless sea.
You may look to heaven but here there is no mercy.
Appearances deceive; clear thought is pushed out
Innocence is eclipsed when guilt remains in doubt.
The compass turns and turns. The center does not hold.
We forget what we know, and believe what we’re told.
Our voices yearn to sing, for the beauty of life;
Not silenced by hatred, cruelty or senseless strife.
The snow brings oblivion soft and gently it falls
Destroying nothing but covering it all.
We find comfort in belief as belief outweighs doubt.
But no fraud lasts forever, and all lies are found out
With a sudden warm rain the snow breaks in the mountain
Each brook now makes decent into cascade and fountain,
All come here for an end; our fate is all the same
to sink beneath the depths of this bounty main.
All flow into the abyss where all debt finds its end
But from despair and hope goodness is born again
The rain from the mountains, form a raging river
We over flow our banks with brown muddy water.
But we will not settle on just the river’s bed,
But on the level plain in the cornfields instead
To replenish the earth, which will always sustain.
The course of the river will be forever changed.
Copyright © John Rogers | Year Posted 2015
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