(A seductive voice, smiles as it looks over New York. While the sun rises)
So my old record plays
As the early morning mists slowly
Drift in
And herald the new dawn of those beguiled by sin
The politicians
Government's
People
Lovers and haters
Oh, how the air is rich
With such irreducible tension
As they all wander around with delicious apprehension
Gossipping
Feeling self important and all the while never knowing
They've been all bewitched
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Foundation.
With global wars, politics and tensions worldwide, on many levels.
Has the power of influence shifted slightly to the other side, in the spiritual game of freewill
Between two immortal powers?
Can you feel the world slowly getting darker?
Categories:
tempter, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
The tempter waits for his time
The tempted waits for his fate
Categories:
tempter, irony, religious,
Form: Couplet
Oh ye voice of woe
Why do my ears hasten to hear thee
Is there no other
Truly silence is better
Then only the sound of my heart is heard
Fear comes quickly
For if perchance it should be silent too
Then it would be my death I hear
Truly my thoughts are empty
I then hear me crying woe where are you
For silence is a crypt
Oh voice of temptation, tempt me
Categories:
tempter, confusion, mystery, voice, voice,
Form: Free verse