Struggles Bane
Struggles Bane
When world closes in,
and the ‘Man’ beckons pay, none too softly,
while the river beds run dry
as discarded snake skin,
I gaze into the endless void that surround us,
on this infinitesimal planet,
and perspectives fall like tenpins,
begging a new begin,
and to know what is of worth.
The pain of conscience plagues me;
how I wish I were selfish, unaffected,
but as I stand, barely surviving
the functions of daily life,
I can but see the beauty in life
far beyond this affray;
and still it rings in my ears
like Quazimoto’s mad foray,
the guilt of falling to expectation.
What’s a soul to do,
stuck between my own morality’s view,
internal struggle my own burden,
when this old heart see nothing but beauty,
as truth imbues,
and me stuck in mundane details,
laments of poverty and black sheep clothing,
that forces me further in,
my pariah, my creative sin.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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Hi Tony,
A very intriguing piece indeed. Reflection is very important for us human beings. And thats what your poem does to a person – help him reflect both inwardly and outwardly. As poets and writers it lies as an onus upon us to wake up the society with our words which rhyme as well as stir our beings. The attempt I believe never goes in vain.
Thank you my friend, I guess that is the point, to reach out and connect with readers, so they may find common ground and learn to understand and relate to their own experiences. Cheers!