Out of the Box
ancient ancestor's fervently sought
a truth , neither to be traded or bought
to discover , uncover , recover the mold
a beginning , spinning , facing sarcasm cold
learned men had to cypher , code their belief
undaunted critisisms , they found no relief
from those of power , whom would have them cower
recant their statements , or destroy the tower
imprison the mind , the body , the soul
burn the remnants of ideas was their goal
instilling of ignorance , bathed with fear
washing of hands , without facing a mirror
deep down ,subconscious , dark ages grew
contained in the cauldrons of their faulty brew .
school of hard knock's , pandora's box
too many blocks within' that rock
corners have been turned , while bridges burn
rushing , oblivious , of the lessons to be learned
little white lie's swept under the rug
uncomfortable feelings give conscious a tug
deeper thoughts , become a shadowy bug
persistent visions of the hole that's dug
like a thundering rainstorm , dark clouds overhead
releasing it's fury , letting go instead
floodwaters , overflowing , bursting dams and levies
like a burden withheld , that's become too heavy
keeping it all locked up in that box
differing peace , at the end of that walk .
Copyright © Jay Del Fierro | Year Posted 2007
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment