Bird's Eye

Introverted Sage

Seeing the top
It's really the bottom.
Universal Laws
Were clearly forgotten.
Grasping for straws
To maintain the charade.
Facing the music.
Ends the games that they've played.
Liberation.
Vindication.
The Soul's eternity.
Look your maker in the face
And tell me what you see.

~Osian~

  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 15th, 2023 14:04
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 3
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    'Grasping for straws
    To maintain the charade.
    Facing the music.
    Ends the games that they've played.
    Liberation.
    Vindication.'
    profound, words to meditate upon
    thank you! dear Poet



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