Some
time ago I asked a question and was told that such is not allowed and now
everyone questions why I walked away. Far from the maddening crowd I cry out in
the wilderness that I still have not found a satisfactory answer and no longer
believe that one can be found; I’d settle for a room with a view as long as it’s
not overlooking a swimming pool next to the endless ocean. Oh the meaningless
motion, there are days I can’t even find the will to get out of bed and take a
shower. What I have heard is what has been said, but a bar of soap is not
enough for the unwashed masses, during the interview I will wear dark glasses
so the illiterate writer can’t read my eyes. His vocabulary will comprise of
the word compromise unable to surmise what is erased in the eradication of
absolutes. So resolute that by being astute he can reason with the uninformed,
predict the storm and hope it dissipates before landfall; I only listen to
those who say there is no listening. Herod was fat and glistening when his
orders were obeyed without hesitation. Despots and dictators are the
infestation of history remembered for the amount of the body count.
Pews praised the
promises of prosperity while warning of severities if I didn’t submit, but I couldn’t
acquit and found that iniquity was not the proper word to describe when I completely
untied the knots that held me bound. The ocean bottom echoed back the sound
mapping out a topography of a landscape that exposed nothing but infertile
ground and so I’m here but not around as conservatives fret over the threat but
never ask why the inhabitants of humanity are always piled high and the only
answer is a someday in the sweet by and by as each generation genocides justified
by layers of lies. At least Rachel didn’t pretend that the mandates of a madman
could be solaced by means justifying the ends.
(and would not be comforted,
because they are not)
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