Infinity On End (The Puppeteer)

SabreLi

 

Infinity on end
The hourglass has fallen and time continues to pretend
With grains of sand spread far and wide
They cover hilltops and mountainsides
They paint the world an unearthly glow
But all that glitters is not gold

Yet here in our little bubble, ignorance is bliss
But just beneath the surface we know not what we miss

Cos while we think we live, we live only for the puppeteer
To cut the strings
Is to switch off the life support, rebel
To flip the switch
Is nothing but a one way ticket to Hell
Or so they’d have us believe

Edges on display
The shiny glass has broken, fragments scatter in disarray
With shards of glass spread far and wide
They cover oceans and countryside
They paint the world with unearthly snow
But all that glitters is not gold

Here they give us nothing, yet we honour and obey
So what have we got to lose, of what are we afraid?

Cos while we think we live, we live only for the puppeteer
To grow our wings
Is to remove the safety net in place
To cut the strings
Is nothing but an almighty fall from grace
Or so they’d have us believe

Eternity upends
The hourglass has shattered and the puppeteer descends
With freedom now spread far and wide
The tainted earth is purified
The strings are burned to ashes and dust
Leaving all that glittered now to rust

Now we see the world in truth, no more ventriloquism
We see it all; the black and blue; why not embrace the crimson?

Copyright © SabreLi

 

  • Author: SabreLi (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 15th, 2016 06:05
  • Comment from author about the poem: Another rebellion against the lowest level of the great 'above'.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Seeker

    Nothing short of excellent Sabre!! I think you're correct there will be crimson in the end. At least here in the USA. We can't continue in our current state of constant stress. I'm glad I'm too old to see it but you may not be.

    • SabreLi

      Thank you! Yes, when we cut the strings there will be much crimson but if we can learn to rise above it the world will be much better for it 🙂 xx

    • Tony36

      Truthful and very well expressed

      • SabreLi

        Thanks, Tony, I'm glad you like it 😀 xx

        • Tony36

          Welcome

        • littlegoat23

          Beautiful, Stunning. I am at a loss for words.

          • SabreLi

            Thank you for your comment 🙂 xx



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