What is man’s faith?
But a vessel for lost memories.
Swimming amongst the chaos of today-
Trapped by ghosts of the living-
A struggle to make sense of this play.
Into darkness we dance and sing,
Believing the lie with all our being.
Where the fake become the real-
The false become the truth-
The sane become the insane-
And the candle that never burns
The hand that brings it to life.
But such darkness is overwhelming;
A comfort for the dead.
Dreaming the infinite dream
Amongst those minds, those souls, those hearts;
Are they not all one,
Moulded into divine right?
Are they not in themselves divine?
But alas, at war with their own uniqueness;
Conquering the truth at every turn.
Suppressing their destinies,
For a misgiven chance to earn
The next earthly mystery.
Never to wake and learn-
To learn the truth
Of a forgotten human-
To learn what was taken
From every newborn’s heavenly cry-
To once again believe-
To once again dream-
To once again create
The life that was meant to be.
Ⓒ Written By: Stelio J.