Nightly the familiar march,
sunset suffused with dawn.
Crushed the moments in between.
Neither praised nor cursed but
merely lost amid their myriad kin
and dreadfully forgotten.
Misplaced lives amid unreckoned days—
for sale by merchants of expired skill
who barter time and wrest unseemly bargains,
their words aligned with porous deeds,
maintained throughout in darkness
yet crumbling from within, seamy side disclosed
Frightful that our nobler minds
must daily banish all the fetid rancor
those in power tediously summon
from nether cursed realm that they purvey,
absent notice or concern
for those they step upon and maim.
Have you heard the cries of innocence
of all earth’s precious life?
Won’t you join me now outside,
as once again the light of day is stolen,
and ponder all the vast but unseen
intellect that permeates the sky?
The speed of thought is infinite
and fills the boundless depths of space.
To all the guardians of infinity
I nightly urge my fervent aspiration—
And hold aloft a sign of just one word,
and that word is AWAY.
Swollen to the brim with puny pride
I take on the seamy side of life a ride
That for me promises bliss
When caution advises
Analyzes and synthesizes
The obsession with a stolen kiss.
Thrown into total disarray
On my knees I bend to pray
Beseeching Providence
In its omnipotence to grant
Me wisdom never again to rant
Nor direct against a foe an egregious lance with credence.
Shaken to my foundation
For my unwise consolidation
I reconsider the way forward
Charting in earnest a new course
Drawing inspiration from a divine source
I reject advice from a clumsy coward and his risible reward.
Feeling forsaken and beaten
Despite being love smitten
I humbly submit
To dictates and edicts that respect
Perfect, select and deflect
The temptation nonsense for me to permit and tweet.
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