[ Doubt ]

Heart of Babel

What abyss is there?

In anything but doubt?

Fleeting in it’s hold

As I am but less devout

While only mind can hear

Unless it’s spoke aloud

Just a shadow in a thought

Needing heed for it’s surmount

 

Distance, separation

Maybe that is where it’s held

Where truth has been abandoned

And all of hope is but dispelled

Where love is but a word

Oh so easily withheld

That we form into militias

To wage in war as we rebel

 

Tyranny, it calls

To be our propaganda

To tell us who we are

Until we’ve grown into a slander

The rules that they expel

Are like chains we couldn’t handle

And when the flag waves in the sky

We salute to our commander

 

The sins of our fathers

The allegiance to a master

So abused by its act

We’ve found comfort in disaster

So amused by the pact

That war’s become our capture

Life so easily expelled

All existence is in a fracture

 

Canyons opened up

To the corruption of a cistern

Poison is the water

Yet we drink it as an intern

Burning who we are

Until we’re reduced to a cinder

Shaming us from love

Until all we are is a sinner

 

Left within a cavern

No means for our escape

This darkness overbearing

Blinding us in hate

We wanted something else

Yet our dreams have seemed to fade

Till all that’s left is doubt

With no hope for anything

 

A simple cause to question

To steal your will of life

To keep you veiled from seeing

Refraining you from sight

To keep in fear of freedom

So you will never fight

For life is far more worthy

When you’re basking in the light

 

We have all been charged

To be held to an account

Convinced to fear the sentence

In how our burdens will amount

But if truth will bring us freedom

Then we cannot do without

For there is not a verdict

In anything but doubt

  • Author: Garathe Den (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 22nd, 2021 00:59
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 16
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  • Saxon Crow

    Very well said Garathe

  • L. B. Mek

    'Life so easily expelled
    All existence is in a fracture

    Canyons opened up
    To the corruption of a cistern
    Poison is the water
    Yet we drink it as an intern
    Burning who we are
    Until we’re reduced to a cinder
    Shaming us from love'..
    A great write!
    insightful and impassioned,
    imbued with the power to impact
    and hopefully
    change a few misguided perceptions

    • Heart of Babel

      Thank you! It is certainly depressing to see how the misguided mind, and a torn heart, can often lead to a path of ruin, a trail of self-destruction. Yet there is hope for redemption.



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