Hovering somewhere between
White light and darkness
Wakefulness and dream
Reality and surrealism
I exist everywhere in between
The subtle nuances of life.

Too many questions
Mindless suggestions
Unanswerable inquiries
No one to invent them
Chaos resides in
The hearts of many.
Madness subsides in the
Minds of the controlled.

Slaves to history
Repeating the past
Ignoring lessons foretold
Slaves to a new generation
Degrading too fast.

We outlive our sons
And plague our daughters
Attempting to safeguard her
From newer selves disorder.

Only to fail and be broken
When she hides secrets
In shelves.

Afraid to express emotion
To her book she will go
History repeats itself
Impending doom
We all know.