Life was simpler in times antebellum
now volumes take ****** to cope.
As the tick tocking of the pendulum,
curriculums of war, leaves us without hope.

You can take what I say “*** grano salis”
simply pabulum for thought you see.
From my inner most sanctum, I tell you this,
it matters not what you think about me.

So lead with your best take a shot on a lark
Forever is closing in fast
If your lucky your thoughts may flicker and spark
Then come to fruition at last

Blinded by brilliant displays of illusion
like painted windows peering into emptiness
as a mind unfurls in the expanses of eternity

Chattering along a path to inner freedom
As dandelions float on wisps of thought
gently rocking paradoxical lives of leisure

While the intentions of a charismatic dream
drift quietly down to where shadows meet in darkness
at high noon on soap boxes to mourn the setting sun

Ambiguity buried behind a veil of mindlessness
erupting from a frenzied denial of truth, slapped in the faces
of the holier than thou as they pray for lost souls

Living within self inspired comas of deception
where vague truths knock daily on open doors
that lead to nothingness, where no one's home

Carry me, far far away
to the places in my dreams.
Reality’s just somewhere to visit
where nothing is, as it seems

darkness, the unlight
whats left when light is gone
what was before it came
it is not made it simply is

light can only pierce the darkness
but darkness is everywhere
the moon and stars are but lighthouses
beacons in the night

only on earth do darkness and light
appear to be equals
and only on earth is darkness seen as the evil side
but not in the reality of the universe

when the sun eventually burns out there will be darkness
when all else ceases there will be darkness
nothing can stop it
for it is its own source
and feeds upon itself

it is the alpha and the omega of natural evolution
it is the sea from which came the light
the fertile breeding ground of the universe
the womb that gave us life
and when life ends it is the welcome home

the calm before the storm that is life
and the tranquility when it ends

You placed land mines,
put up walls,
and strung barbed wire
around the path
to your heart.
Closed and locked
the doors
and windows
to your soul.
Leaving us
but one road to travel
in opposite directions.