Seeker
the land is filled with an abscess of abhorrent disembodied souls
and their bleats are heard through parallel dimensions in which they troll
some stagnant in purgatory some waundering endlessly in search of a vessel to hold
travelling the bottled neck passages of hades paying the fairyman's toll
no bouqet of roses no arrangments of flowers
just remnants of cinder and ashes brought by the hours
realities manifested by the thoughts in our minds
alternate dimensions are possible with the construct of time
comprehension is beyond the grasp of average intelligence
disbelief has become dogmatic relevence
humans have adopted a bravado of ego and pride
along with the blistering ignorance that coincides
deceptive and manipulative voices like liquid water that drowns out reason
a year without light and death has a season
the balance is infiltrated and ying is greater than yang
no resonance from speech just slurs from slang
a twist of the words a serpents tongue
a hiss is whats heard air from lungs
the breath of life forced out in a whisper
and truth is manipulated by the tongue of the twisted
before you open your eyes open your mind
if you truly seek the truth than it is the truth you shall find
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