Victims of Worldly ways.

Victims of Worldly ways.

A Poem by SELF

Truth is My Shield
eternity in my left hand
Infinity in my right
The abyss of darkness is split open and the first electric spark finds its humble abode in the quark of an atom
Truth is my shield
suffering
Pain 
Despair 
trusting shadows in the dark
Valleys of death 
Highs and lows
all the atrocities caused by lack of knowledge, wisdom and understanding obliterate our foundation
Any remarkable monumental construct needs a solid foundation

Truth is My shield
I hope life's rhythm will be kind to Us
I hope our groove synchronizes with the vibrations of the rhythm of life
truth is my shield so whom shall I fear

Don't talk the talk unless you're ready to make the walk
walk it like you talk it
Actions were always going to be louder than words

Truth is My shield
can it be
In the housing of the earth
many seeking to fulfill their vision
thousands seeing early graves
victims of worldly ways
memories staying engraved 
can it be
but the wheel of time keeps spinning
it stops and waits for no soul

The key of truth twists and turns inside the key hole's space
the door of wonder opens up an endless boundless chamber
a chamber like no other
they ask, "why are we the way we are".
With a smirk we'll say, "It's just Human Nature"!

© 2023 SELF


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