This poem was written on Tuesday 16 February 2010 8:35 PM
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Condemnation

Tuesday 16 February 2010 8:35 PM

The judger of my life

The usurper of my words

Who do you think you are?

Why has it come this bloody far?

Has the power gone to your head?

The power that is internally fed!

You fuel your naivety and hypocrisy

Fuelled by your words and actions, no real philosophy

Your ignorance makes me sick

Do you think wisdom comes with age? How pathetic.

Your mental illusions on how things should be

Creep and jump about like a meager flea

Your minds calculations are like a drop in the pond

Something that the new age does not find fond

Some of you are wise however most of you are not

Oh the world is flat, that’s right I forgot

Do you create these rules to oppress us?

Or are they made merely to create powerful fuss?

You are ignorant and just don’t understand

The things we do, isn’t contraband

We are not going to thank you like you always said

Especially in the long run when we end up dead

Part II, Consequences

Loudly I lay there and I bled

An internal screaming inside my head

My surroundings stood still and serene

I could have somehow imagined this… it could have been foreseen

Spectral lives flashed before my eyes

One part of me wants to fight and the other cries

A dog skidding, being run down by a truck

What is happening to me?! My brain has run amuck!

I am dazed and enter a trance

My body is emptied; temporarily there is no mental luminance

I see pain and suffering, a horrific sight!

A headless body lies on the ground, the ant struggling without might

Its screams in anguish as its very soul creeps out

Something so small, yet so emotionally devout

I feel the pain, I feel it all

I feel the fear as my limp body begins to fall

An emptiness below me with emptiness above

I fall and see the mangled corpse of a dove

Its eyes turn blue and its body flares into the sky

Yet I still fall, hoping that I will eternally die

Hours and days, I cannot tell

I do not understand it, it seems I am in a spell

My mind flashes into darkness with glimmers of white

Suddenly I enter into the bright

Beauty surrounds me and my body feels serene

I gaze into the horizon, carefully examining the scene

Indescribable perfection completely surrounds me

But then an unknown dread empties itself and then I see

I am slowly convulsed backwards and forward

This beauty around me twisting me at its own accord

I notice on the horizon that the sun has started to set

Then the world around me was simply swept

In such a beautiful world I wished I were dead

The emotions were writhing inside my very head

Guilt and anguish of the past

I wished that my death would come to me fast

I saw my soul being ripped from my body

Being impaled by angels, it was no tragedy

I was teased and tormented by beautifully guised women

My body had no longing for them; it was like being devoured by a demon

They touched me ever so gently yet I felt pain sear through my body

I was defenseless, then I shuddered at what they began to do to me

I felt ashamed, guilt burning furiously in my mind

Something so beautiful… all it did was remind

As I scream in mental agony I realize the sun has begun to rise

Revealing unto me a heavenly prize

Energy entered into my deepest veins

Wonderful relief from all pains

I felt as if I had been reborn

My mind entered a new dawn

The seemingly years of torture were swept away

I felt happy; I felt the need to pray

As quickly as the sun rose, the sun set

My emotion and happiness were then beset

I was made pure to be torn down

My mind turned away from a smile and towards a frown

The emotional pain was not like any time before

A guilt of the unknown, I felt exposed like a whore

All sanctity and honour were stripped away

I was less than no one, transformed by a supernatural fray

The pain could not be kept at bay

I could not die, God simply turned away

Will this be the eternity of my life?

The highs and lows of temporary happiness and strife!

Brenton Di Cesare

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