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Page 3

I have Wept

I have wept for many but the many held their tears
I cried for many but the many remained still, until…
I turned dumb and words escaped me, drowned in thoughts of wonder…
Despair has griped me, but just for a moment yet that moment remained
As
for eternity...

I reached out to many but many were too many
I scorned at tiredness and fatigue, but these could not possess me
I fell as into a deep sleep and wondered, and wondered still
Why they are so sealed with silly pride and strange unbelief
Then I entered their past
and…

I understood their sorrowful plague and their limitless wants
Their longing and wishes for life's most precious gifts
Yet these have escaped them and tormented their dreams
The curse was still there like bloody nail stuck in the cross
Atoned for, forgiven, yet
unexplained…

This nail I speak of, the Kenite had driven through holy hands and holy feet
This hate, this rage, the untamed bitter spite of things eternal
So holy and dear to some of the other stock… unknown to the Kenite
The one who roams earth's hidden clefts, hunted by a torment
Unable to
repent…

Hear a thunder hear a roar

 

Hear a thunder hear a roar

There’s a raging going on

Depths of heart one curbs and blocks

At depths of soul one scorns and laughs

Timeless treasure chest, but under a lock

Unaccounted for… unlike the almighty buck

 

Hear a cry hear a sob

 

There’s an orphan, all alone

Your daily trash, your overflow

Left by the calloused anger-clenched fists

By souls and hearts that beat amiss

 

Tears he drinks and sorrows he eats

 

I spread my arms and call the meek

Perhaps they’ll hear and then retreat

From vein pursuits the newfound belief

That the full must get fuller and the poor…

Well, skills and culture, IQ’s all-amok

 

Unaccounted for… unlike the almighty buck

 

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