Abstention (an instance of withholding)

If Love and affection are strangers
because of fear of rejection
then so begets the silent dangers
Apathy can spread like an infection
from one generation to another
carrying the false projection
Every Sister and Brother
Blood read from a violent tome
Wanton Mother
War-torn Father
Virgin Mother
Ego's farther to feed off the at-most-fear
in the unclear nuclear family home
Heaven is know we're near
Hell too close to the rest in tomb
in the eternal infernal here
we Are still
in the All-encompassing womb
no body can ever fill
or forever own now
No won
Know One
No one
had the knows to smell the lies
or had the I's to see
or the years to hear
the sense to feel
or get to truly understand
It's not for me to tell you how
or why we're All here
to right the spell Now
Golden daze
Silver knight
Given another chance
to Do things rite
in dualities last dance
by continuing the circling express
of fight or flight
Harmony or distress
We're all a failure
We're all a success
As both the prisoner and the jailor
we're together in this entertaining mess
the Dark Mass has created
for the Soul-dire in a battle dress
and the kings and queens on thrones
Out of reach
fly the drum-like beats
from the pointed sticks and stones
thrown from the cheap seats
and the upstanding galleries
When as One voice
spoken in sovereignty
from Our inner core
we make that vital choice
to change our frequency
and sew our surrounding
from the materials we acquire
Some weighted and others bound in
accordance to what each require
for the heights or the grounding
that matches the deepest desire
when we're out of the box we were found in
Life can be astoundingly outstanding
or Hell on Earth
Star charts drawn
from berth to birth
Our vessel is reborn
Given another name
and another new suit
Programmed to fit perfectly
alike the new recruit
shaped into a jigsaw piece
Stuck in a picture-less corner
Just one choice either side
Empathy and compassion destroyed
Replaced by a vicious pride
that cannot accept the fact
that their god-figure lied
from the very start
Love is not to be enslaved in the mind
but free to Be from the Heart.

© Verso (D.N.Moule) 7/9/17