Memory so defines
To image words,
Would illuminate
A state of mind,
Ought not disguise
The world we live,
To cease give weigh
Upon such thought,
As be life certainties
From our creation
Till we’re no more,
Thus to provoke
Such self deceptions,
One should fail heed
What man must live,
As constant presence
Bound by uncertainty!
heed
“ Uncertainty ” ~ a state of mind ~
Be reasons fraught
Of matter not forgot,
That perches now
Upon my brow,
Hiding mind’s frown
For it so sought,
To not have caught
Reflections of a sort,
Memory so defined
Meant for abort,
Best left behind
As be points mute,
To image words
Would substitute,
A state be mine
Ceased to give weight,
Upon such thought
Found to provoke,
Beyond the where
Resides no hope,
And self deception
Ignores one heed,
Life breathes uncertainty!
“ My World ” ~ in retrospect ~
What will be left
In retrospect,
Held be my world
Of living things,
Unenviable at best,
Since we allowed
To risk their nest,
Piloted by men
Of gargantuan rapacity,
Apathetic to amend…
Thus for unwary child
Who finds not heed,
How will he survive
Man’s destructive seed,
Souring the air he breathes!
“ A Secret ” ~ I’ve to die with ~
I’ve had secrets
Rate not keep,
Some by and by
Merit not a peep,
And one or two
Made me so blue
I’d gave a bye…
But I’ve a secret
Shades my life,
I’m made to keep
Tho cannot share,
Thus held to bear
In futile weep,
Without concede
While I’m awake
Or in my sleep,
A secret gloats
As my soul bleeds,
Yet stays afloat
And implies feed
Upon its need,
To be a secret
I’ve to die with!