Visual Stimulations
In this moment
Of sheer damned damage
I grasp it
As if I owned it
It's devasting tragedy
It's underwhelming overture
A symphony of sadness
Bringing a drabness
To a whole new light
For your eyes
Enter surprise
Everytime an Eden dies
Paradise is lost
As the look upon
Your bewildered face
A well known man
Prospered today
By throwing all his
Troubles away
Without a care
In the sand or sky
He blows his glass house
With all his might
A God once
Begat this wind
Let it blow the new tide in
A counterpart to a planet
It's moon
Gave a perfect ellipse
On which it sways and swoons
On a day which burns like June
The synopsis starts
To fall in tune
I see now how earth was born
Spitting out from fiery arms
A mass that just basks us
In a light
A light for us to read at night
Knowledge was his first insight
That built his godhead
Into a sturdy third eye
Now they called us civilized
What turn is forming
Next for mankind
Robots becoming biological
Humans becoming machines
Still the fear is there between
The lines and cracks, overlooked
Where I currently hold my peace
In a place that don't exist
In a place you won't believe in
I stretch my imagination
On the cusp of my creation
These words can burn in better now
As visual stimulations
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2012
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