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Darkness beyond believe
Despair in endless sighs
Whispered blank prayers
Magnetic bad luck
Can not shake the doldrums
It is better to sleep your life away

Mirrors broken seven times over
Got to write blues
In the music of the heart breaking
Crystal shards of lyrical purity
In the dust of creating creativity
The confines of inner space

Imprisoned with your own desires
Sentence to a life of trying to make sense
In a mind doing its own thing
In the confusion of storming emotion
Whirling doubts linger on
In clinging shadows of despondency

Yet a light so strong flashes in a heart beat
That it determines its own personality
In electrical charges cycling
Within unabated uniqueness
The flower of creation is germinating
In the power of one

In determined fortitude
Stumbling from a bruised pride
Seeking the brilliance of understanding
In the knowledge of self nurturing
No one else can share this road
For it is meant for you to cry on

Compassion is someone else’s fool
While yours is a one way street
Feeding the appetites of others
Starving to get recognized
As not being a con artist
But people still fear the unknown

The magnetic mysticism of intense radiation
Somehow survives a drooped head
In weltering heat taking other down
The moisture of a determined fight
Scars your determination to succeed
At all costs except your moral virtues

In a faith no one understands
Except the one driving you
You move forward in negativity
In storming winds howling against you
In all the might to stop you
But the gentle light within still flickers

The road will never be easy for you
The silver platter will never be sterling
The golden spoon plated in fool’s gold
The crown jewels of a pauper
But with the special light shining on you
You will never have to fear
Being totally alone


Thought: People do not have to be so religious, by being so vocal that their voices carry drums, within hearts not being blessed in seeing the diversity of humanity. They can let it happen silently by letting it seep out in the strength of their conviction.

D.Lester Young 10/16/2002
Tuscaloosa, AL
Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry)