The Man Who Stands

There he stands

A man 

Face of stone

Belying transparent humanity 

That azure ocean

Bleeds agony

Twin caverns 

Like arrows 

Portals to his marrow

And in this moment of insanity 

Hoping to bring clarity

He stands

In the heart of city he stands 

Sprawled before him

The damned 

Flourishing in their whirling 

He cannot command

Yet hurls futile demands 

"You banished your finest

Your leaders and their guidance

Exiled

Your hearts' arrests confess 

The turmoil of this test

Yet you protest

Too scared to trust

Yet you must"

Stunned silence rung

Violence hung

Vile denial 

Consumed the air

Cackling laughter

Such a disaster

There he stands

A man

Wracked by sorrow

The cistern flows

A mountain quenched

Rimmed portals rend

A world ends

Reviews

[Alone In A Crowd]

This poem is just just beautiful; your choice of vocabulary is magnificent, well done.