Black holes in the human psyche –
Depression in the laughing space –
Hopelessness amongst us rising,
Shadows illustrate disgrace.
All we’ve put our faith in fails us:
Reason brings its power of war,
Unity of hearts eludes, thus
Severed isolates we are.
Most of western humankind
These days prefers the company
Of dogs or cats to people bonds.
They do not bite. Well, not many.
If nothing else this observation
Clarifies the entropy
Of this rational thing called reason.
When, of such, shall we be free?
One tenth of the human brain power
Is the maximum we use
If we are to credit science.
“What if…” What is our excuse?
We can wonder what if we had
All the other nine tenths too.
Would we not be chuckling, die-hard,
“Just Neil Armstrong on the moon?”
Where would lie the great credential
If a man could understand
How to implement potential
Past this morbid limit land.
P’rhaps we’d learn to live together.
War would now no longer rule.
No starvation, lonely fever,
Intimacy no more a duel.
Man has known, since history
Began to make its mark on time,
Of the other world of spirit.
Some are terror, One sublime.
One there was, who visited
This planet in the days of yore,
Astounding elders with His wisdom
At the age of twelve – no more.
He grew on, no less inspiring
Thousands with His repartee.
Everywhere He went they’re gathering
Immeasurable compassion He.
Miracles his feet accompanied.
Where He trod served love profound.
Yet His voice sliced through the need
To self-promote with loud resound.
What had He that every other
Man throughout the history
Of humankind could find no brother
Quite like this? Who could He be?
People fight, Him to discredit.
“No man could perform like this.
**** Him off. We’ll simply edit
Him from all our histories.”
So they did. Or so they thought to.
But the grave could not defeat
This super human. Think we have to.
Human brain is now complete.
Jesus had the Spirit intact -
Mind and Truth now entertwined.
Change to holy human impact.
This is HOW WE WERE DESIGNED!
If we ask He gives His Spirit.
We can entertain His heart
Overflowing with the wisdom
That the Spirit can impart.
Yes we too can yet experience
Life in full 100%.
Well, nearly. Falling short of holy
Puts a smudge on every sense.
He empowers with His Spirit
Settled in a human heart,
Livening up the old grey matter
So it works in every part.
Exchange misery for gladness,
Shadows for a radiant light,
Thrown those lies out with the garbage
And the long depressive night.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
Black holes in the human psyche –
Depression in the laughing space –
Hopelessness amongst us rising,
Shadows illustrate disgrace.
All we’ve put our faith in fails us:
Reason brings its power of war,
Unity of hearts eludes, thus
Severed isolates we are.
Most of western humankind
These days prefers the company
Of dogs or cats to people bonds.
They do not bite. Well, not many.
If nothing else this observation
Clarifies the entropy
Of this rational thing called reason.
When, of such, shall we be free?
One tenth of the human brain power
Is the maximum we use
If we are to credit science.
“What if…” What is our excuse?
We can wonder what if we had
All the other nine tenths too.
Would we not be chuckling, die-hard,
“Just Neil Armstrong on the moon?”
Where would lie the great credential
If a man could understand
How to implement potential
Past this morbid limit land.
P’rhaps we’d learn to live together.
War would now no longer rule.
No starvation, lonely fever,
Intimacy no more a duel.
Man has known, since history
Began to make its mark on time,
Of the other world of spirit.
Some are terror, One sublime.
One there was, who visited
This planet in the days of yore,
Astounding elders with His wisdom
At the age of twelve – no more.
He grew on, no less inspiring
Thousands with His repartee.
Everywhere He went they’re gathering
Immeasurable compassion He.
Miracles his feet accompanied.
Where He trod served love profound.
Yet His voice sliced through the need
To self-promote with loud resound.
What had He that every other
Man throughout the history
Of humankind could find no brother
Quite like this? Who could He be?
People fight, Him to discredit.
“No man could perform like this.
**** Him off. We’ll simply edit
Him from all our histories.”
So they did. Or so they thought to.
But the grave could not defeat
This super human. Think we have to.
Human brain is now complete.
Jesus had the Spirit intact -
Mind and Truth now entertwined.
Change to holy human impact.
This is HOW WE WERE DESIGNED!
If we ask He gives His Spirit.
We can entertain His heart
Overflowing with the wisdom
That the Spirit can impart.
Yes we too can yet experience
Life in full 100%.
Well, nearly. Falling short of holy
Puts a smudge on every sense.
He empowers with His Spirit
Settled in a human heart,
Livening up the old grey matter
So it works in every part.
Exchange misery for gladness,
Shadows for a radiant light,
Thrown those lies out with the garbage
And the long depressive night.
I'm seeing so many poems about depression, misery, suicide on this site. Believe me I understand this scenario but there is a way to deal effectively with it. My destiny is not depression, or the black dog, but the Light of Life.