A distant vision
of an upcoming transition
Into a new position
within tradition & superstition.
Images telling lies
about unwise allies
That tend to surmise
and sensationalize
what it personifies.
Voices chattering
unflattering blatherings
so untrue
Never answering if an enamoring
is real or a doddering.
It\'s all coming at me so fast
and I feel so lambaste
Just an outcast
headed for a downcast that\'s vast.
I hear the voice of reason
as my mind weakens
Losing sight of God\'s beacon
and committing treason.
A knowledge of something more
that can restore
What was lost before
and end what I now deplore.
Distant visions
and false images clouding decisions
With precision
as lying voices
distort my choices.
I am beyond lost
and wonder if I can be found.
Daily I pay the cost
as I\'m ripped asunder & I slowly drown.