CARVING

CARVING


There are those dislodged by misfortune that still must carve a path. 
One man one case
 barraged by weight of all the world’s wrath 
Twisted  strife, pure wickedness , that speaks to mythical duress joining  the sharpened knife of heaviness 
no more regrets did coalesce 

 while uncertainty stoked that blazing fire of hope
 shifting  promises that interloped


He is not naive 
Boldly quick to commit 
his calloused veneer a symbol that he’d never quit 

A sacred pact 
regathered powers and 
Steadied aim to plunge direct , With hardened heart, he’s hard to fool so he knew the saddest part. 
Before him bare 
She drew his stare 
He dropped pretense and fed his caution to the storm 

His vigor could save humanity , those alive and those yet born
 Then maniacally  like when Eve first Knew that Eden snake 
A punished travail seared deep within , Twas Satan’s Laugh that made him shake ,
a  silent scream and teary nod, his heart and body barely whole, a disaster uninvited, has exploded the atoms of his soul
Bobby O