Absolution Eclipsed

see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil and contend with injustice rendered

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Absolution Eclipsed

 

 

 

 

      To gaze upon the loneliness of hope...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where waters slow upon woven slide
Where mountains rise in mysteries divide
We sleep all among the ancient tones
Waiting for the re-birth of silent bones.

 

The voices of yore say there's more
Drift must we in time's endless door
Eye opened by worlds in the third
Never to be silenced nor unheard.

 

 

 

 

 

           The Witness beholds boldly...

 

 

Brutalized slaves of no choices

Trading ignorance held captives cruelly

   Cameras snaring begotten frames

  Peruse demented sickened tainted games

 

 

Stretched taunt these links of chain

Piteously beg loathing self sob saviour please

Hate me I'm nothing on bruising’s knee

Shamed dying daily utter unheard of prayers

 

 

 

Atonement is blinded truths

 

 

Tainted dreams of lives unsung
Where grinding bones stay undone
Debt to waste, while pious greed
Hands held high in hopes to feed

 

Delivered daily begotten heart
Tongues of truth still impart
Wisdom grown in test tube labs
Highest bid is up for grabs

 

 

 

Absent of jury...

 

 

The Trial Continues
And beautiful bellies reek of sex
We are all potential suicides
A wombed statistic

 

Sinner
Shamed to the graves
As sun bows his head
In hollow cave

 

 

 

 

 

 

Absolution Eclipsed

 

 

 

               This is a storm...

                             of bitter days

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

This poem is a four part collaboration by: first frame Aaron W. Maycroft, second frame Rory CJ Frankson, third frame Poetic Justice and forth frame Poppysilver

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Tainted dreams of lives unsung
Where grinding bones stay undone
Debt to waste, while pious greed
Hands held high in hopes to feed




Delivered daily begotten heart
Tongues of truth still impart
Wisdom grown in test tube labs
Highest bid is up for grabs

Sadly.. our world.
I like this so so much .. love all who wrote this one .. you are all some of the best i have read!
a poem of sorrow and truths.

Chloe

[Doug Ordunio]

The result is great as far as the words go. I applaud your joint venture, because this is something I could NEVER do. I am much too egocentric. But that's my problem. Since I can be free to say it here (as opposed to elsewhere), I really dislike associating images with words. It seems as though the images are an obsession of the internet culture of today. I would much rather plant the seeds of thought in the mind of the reader, rather than using a picture to amplify an expression. That being said--great job!

[Gregory Lara]

wow this is great!! everything flows perfect! the pictures go great as well, my favorite part is
"Delivered daily begotten heart
Tongues of truth still impart
Wisdom grown in test tube labs
Highest bid is up for grabs"

keep up with the great work rory! im looking forward to read more from you