Despite the Dark
Despite the dark,
The light eyes stirred again.
The wings flexed,
But the heavy head was still.
The eyes were clouded by years of Repression.
Still,
The hands rose!
The arms and legs pulled the chains in defiance!
But the chains held fast.
The chains which stayed the restless body of Virtue.
The dark remained,
The dark of the Lie.
The Lie dulled the mind.
The Lie quelled the light,
Made the cloud of hair thicker,
Made the chains heavier,
Made the child forget the feeling of hope,
Made the Virtue which remained trapped deep within,
Fade.
The eyes lost their light,
The wings lost their flight,
Virtue had lost the fight.
For the child no longer wanted to see.
The transition to the willing of Vice was complete.
And those who made the lie for their benefit,
Laughed as they watched Virtue cry.
And the child became as a Lie-Maker.
Happily he spread the lie.
He thought the lie was good.
He did not see
The Lie could only bring
More Lies
WITH GIDDY CHEERS
Virtue Dies?
By, EGO
Second Verse
Deep silent fog rolls
Purple through the soft grass,
In the fading glimmering light
Of a shadow not yet passed.
The eyes are open,
But they see not what is before them,
They see what the world is
Stripped of the fog,
Cleared of the blinding sight
Of time and tide.
Open,
Beating,
Wondering,
The heart pounds to escape.
The eyes fix on a point,
Far away,
Approaching like a bird returning to nest.
The feathers spread out,
Springing to action
Just as darkness consumes the sky,
The lights pierce through,
Not harsh burning light,
But soft gentle light,
The light and warmth of a safe place
During a harsh snowstorm.
By EGO
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