Anonomus Scorpio Poet Rhyme

In Dotted Code

Can't keep refusing it's on the hands of you
Is this the haunting image of hell I view?
So, to care or plead for my discreet silence 
Weak hands are calling to you for guidance 
Praying to get help for feelings that permeate
Like watching, hurting, rolled down a sewer grate
Gentle hands tapping a telegraph in dotted code
Seek to find salvation before all these feelings erode
Scared to run, diseases like this don't seem to phase you
Are the answers to it all, I read, found in a hard wooden pew
I wish I had your faults, there aren't many, but I have found a few
Wringing hands, no answers,  come fly around my hell, all a skew
No blasphemy intended, no one nailed to the board
Once written, answers in time, by the pearl gate lord

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Paige Hind March 21, 2023 at 9:44 AM A deep sort of soul-searching write. Sometimes it's hard to know all the answers...well done! Anonomus Scorpio March 21, 2023 at 9:49 AM It very much was I was searching my soul as I wrote it. Questioning and reflecting. A.S.

Daniel Turner March 19, 2023 at 7:40 AM (IMO) most people know the answers to most questions but it is simply not the answer they want to hear, so they feign ignorance and look for a more suitable answer. One that will fit with their lifestyle. Doing the right thing is not always easy and we humans always look for the easiest way out. Thanks for sharing, AS. Anonomus Scorpio March 19, 2023 at 7:44 AM Totally agree DT, blind faith has to be a corner stone of any faith. My personal belief is we have a responsibility to ourselves as well as everyone around us to strive for good in all that we do. Very appreciative of you! A.S.