One Question

A Rant

 

One Question

 

Come inside they beckoned

We have all you need

All knowledge one must have

And the way of life which must be shared

Trust us, listen not to their ways

Demented they are and shall always be

Lies in their teeth and poison on their breath

Enter with us, we know the way

Inside they went and soon were bound

By words oft profound

Founded partly on truth, mostly on myth

Yet escape they sought from the poison spray

Half truths they were told and told not to ask

For doing so proved one’s faith weakened

In danger of decay.

 

Escape they did and followed them now

Words of betrayal, scoundrels they be

Wanton for flesh and desirous of evil

For all they asked was source of light!

From whence dost come that source

To lead one onward towards truth so clear?

Was one question told not to ask

Yet ask they did and found the way out

For once their mouths they opened

They cast out the faith seeking pure knowledge

And now when that last question is asked

Who would know truth?

Is all they request?

 

A danger they were to the life inside

Outcast as traitors, now live the heroes

Who dared to question and once more escaped

Rhetoric from past, now present, no future.

Reviews

[Sydney Dreama]

This is very good. it not only touches the heart but it gives you an image to see and hold in your minds eye as you read it. very well done.