Wednesday, 16 November 2016

Epicenter

Sometimes I don't know what's asked of me
A task so great takes a lifetime to fulfill

Myriad souls with a cornucopia of traits
Required of one me at a center to rebuild

To be a granite amongst cracked rocks
Scars so deep you aren't even an envy

I see their eye expression, " help us "
Only if they knew that if I knew how I'd end it

Floating at timelessness transcendence vantage
I see it all from the beginning to the finish

The pandemic spiritual  entropy  festering humanity
Demoralizing material souls fettered to vanish

Why is this being revealed to my psych
When I am just as bewildered as I am timid

An eccentric at the center of the wheel of life
The centrifugal universe fluidity has me a gimmick

Not knowing my God granted talents and role
Has me spinning out of control losing so many souls

I feel powerless and helpless to even offer moral words
That of a tormenting death angel, takes them in droves

It pains me, I cannot be the only one
Gift of my kindred spirits would ease the hurt

My mind hasn't left the source but has traversed eternity
Offer a grace prayer-thought to fortify and cease the curse.

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