Sunday, September 14, 2014

No rhyme, some reason

What beginning, what end
What in-between
The story of you
Wrapped in tri-fold enigmas

What past, what future,
What now
The story of you
Wrapped in ignorance

What god, what rules
What reality
The story of you
Wrapped in deception

What acts, what deeds
What truth
The story of you
Wrapped in uncertainty

What to think, what to feel
What to do
The story of you
Wrapped in powerlessness

What good, what sin
What duty
The story of you
Wrapped in confusion

They speak of honour in memoriam
They speak of decency in obituaries
They speak of self-discipline in mockery
They speak of sin as ubiquity
They speak of peace as unattainable
They speak of war as unavoidable
They speak of humanity as deplorable

The ruinous species
The unforgivable species
The filth
The squalid
The animal

The story of you
As taught

But not the story of you
As found

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