Tuesday, 10 July 2018

Step 4: Two by Two by Two

So what I am is what is left is what I am

A shaken sham, shamed shame-shaman 

The wreckage of trauma cleared

Broken burned charcoaled churned

Avoid - a void with which to build

Always filled with anger, fear & words

Substance systematically spurned


   No tears to wash the sleep

   From my early morning eyes

   Charcoal-calling child at 4:30

   Dirty, burned and blistered hands

   Now healed - seven thirty now

   No drive to dominate or cower

   Trapping telling tall tell-tails 

   Bravado brothers blazing

   Violet violence violates - I now pass!

   Quid est veritas?!


So what I am is what is left

A shaken sham, shamed shame-shaman 

The wreckage of trauma

Broken burned charcoaled churned

Avoid - a void with which to build

No longer filled with anger, fear & words

Substance no longer spurned


   I have a new creation myth

   An arc in which I can renew

   Filtering out dualist lies - two by... two by two 

   But what am I becoming - no pattern

   No guide, just this filled up void inside

   No beat, rhythm nor tune no lies 

   There is nothing in the silence

   Nothing in the feelings or the words

   Two generations from oblivion

   Neo-nihilism‘s calling heard!?


So what I am is what I’m building

A slimed down version of my history

Green - fruitful - well watered 

Planted firm green leaves shimmering in the breeze

No longer on my knees but standing arms held high

Filled with awe and love

I’ve removed the glove that stopped me feeling - I think I’m healing


   So it comes down to this

   Without God I can’t feel blessed

   Without His blessing it’s all a con

   With faith all gone there is only

   A baled monkey, thinking accidentally

   No special you, no special me

   No meaning in being or eternity

   No eternal me just an urgency to connect and feel

   Invest in what is real - in family

   Make time work for me


So what I will do with what is left

I will believe in my hybrid theory 

Not double-minded hypocrisy

A reconciliation of spirit and DNA

No more thinking and shrinking from the Now

The world is not how I want it to be

But the time I have WILL work for me!


(c) Cosmic Gorilla 2018


   

   


 




   

 


 

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