Ever Yearning

Rules are to be broken

Laws disobeyed

Total freedom

Rejection of all but the self

On a high pedestal

Anarchy supplanted by dictatorial

Magical oratory bedazzles

Drowned out by horrific percussion

All so futile.

 

Deadly, bloody

Each has followers

Spurn the rational

The compromise, the balance

Stirred by body chemicals

Like rubber bands

Stretch from one extreme to another

Unseen turmoil

Deadly storm on the horizon

Nature omnipotent

 

Kneel, bow down, and prostrate yourself

We are but sands of grain

Washed, tossed, sun-burned

All so transitory

Some live more than once

Our shadow blinks and disappears

Into ashes from the mold of birth

Ever yearning 

Reviews

[Onlyme]

It would be nice to live in a world with total freedom and to do as you please. No watchful eyes of Governments and others spying on you. And telling you what to do and not do. Interesting poem. That tells a tale of under the thumb and under control. With the yearning to be free.