Division

Division

A Poem by eskimo_rose

I'm not sure how you can divide
me and mine
night and day
space from time
congregate the facts and correlate the questions
separating the wrong from right
and segregating the grey matter in between
delegating the task and ticking it off
the checklist of scheduled duties
terminating the old system
and implementing a new degree of separation
avoiding deviation
from the carefully orchestrated state of play
the planned sequence of administration
during which we will have clearly outlined
your expectations
remaining anonymous
and devoid of blame
detached and subverted
to the mainstream view
in denial
and depression
draw your battle lines now
because later will be too late
stand alone
or stand united
but stand your ground
and don't give away your intentions
ramble with purpose
don't purposefully ramble
the circle of life
and the vicious circle
the snake that swallows it's tail
the goddess that devours her children
the light
the dark
the twilight and the dawn
the edges of reality
and the middle of nowhere
the space that surrounds us
and the space in between
the division of time
me and mine
you and I
the simple and the devine
the wasted
and the wasteful
the beauty and the terror
Is perception the line that we draw in the sand?
The idea that we are somehow separate and more perfect than those around us?
embrace the imperfections
the deprivations
and substitutions
learn from the sorrow
and immerse yourself in joy
the universe can only give
when you accept responsibility for the asking
so be careful what you wish for
it just may come true.....

© 2014 eskimo_rose


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eskimo_rose
eskimo_rose

Atherton, Australia



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I just write....always have and probably always will.....pure nonsense but that is what is usually going on in my head so I just get it out on paper......you may enjoy it......or not....point is....I .. more..

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