Solar Eclipse of
Discontent
An anger storm is brewing,
slipping in and out of consciousness.
My mental, moral compass all askew,
when I find that reasoning and logic
have no dwelling in the seat of my soul.
When wrath explodes into oceans,
drowning my spirit in tsunamis.
We search for life in the infinite beyond of space
and within vast oceans in the deepest recesses
of the dark, unknown
from which there is no escape.
Denouncing one another here on earth
for having belief’s not of one another’s own.
Yet, we continue to search in vain,
for that which we cannot see.
With great expectations for some to swallow
the mustard seed for faith simply cannot grow
without these disturbing seeds of thought.
Who in the bitter end will save our souls
from the hellish flames below?---©ginger meeder, 2010®
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