Days of RestA Poem by RuseInexHuman yearnings, prophetic outcomes
a day of rest is coming, it will be here
as sure as tomorrow’s coming now is filled with trouble flat tire, rent’s due, you’re short on cash lost a tooth, lost a friend, lost joy bad news, bad boss, bad thoughts a day of rest is coming last a thousand years then slip into forever not the Reich’s promised 1000 years of war deceits, violence ’n murder crumbled ruins, rotting corpses, skeletal spectres not broken promises of peace on brinks of wars a day of rest is coming not a mark of slavery tattooed on arm or forehead allegiance to mind control ’n rebellion, worship of It ruthless powerful dude, cloaked in peace’s attire demanding your mind ’n soul same snake on Aztec pyramids, monuments throughout Earth same one in the garden ancients ago same actor in paradise lost, same liar walking death, famines, meteor strikes, nuclear devastation a day of rest is coming no more working from sweat of brow, for a slice of Les Miserables Bread, no more putting up with scammers, taggers, shooters persecutors at your job, talking smack just ’cause you’re there boss man talking at your face calm, telepathically screaming at you saying you’re doing a good job then writes: you’re wrong, on your evaluation you put up with it ’cause you love your kids (you’re a hero) a day of rest is coming wrong will be right right will shine everywhere with the light of a million quasars not far away in light of millennia it’ll light up dazzlingly, spectacularly, iridescently, (no smoke and mirrors), brightly real, not surreal shadows dimmed disappeared Boogey man and his friends: Killer Clowns, Slenderman, Mothman, La Llorona, Lex Luthor, and such gone new day will dawn after the storm new day, you’ll meet Luther King and others like him you won’t recognize your face, then you’ll know it’ll be perfectly beautiful, just like you kids playing just outside snake’s den lions laying down with lambs, no hunter goin’ after ’em with a bull elephant gun no alarm system on your home, no camera’s watching your every move, no “you must appear in court; in red; in the mail,” no identity theft gizmos, fish eye mirrors, checkpoints purse searches, purse snatchers gone day of rest is coming after the storm as sure as east and west high and low lie and truth, heat and cold, pain and hurt love and hate, life and death is now © 2015 RuseInex |
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Added on November 30, 2015 Last Updated on November 30, 2015 AuthorRuseInexFresno, CAAboutI was born in obscurity Outside a small country town’s limits In a plank shack I kept a few memories That come into my head That i still carry around That i visit now and then The dust .. more..Writing
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