Inspired by the 1999 British movie, "The Winslow Boy".
Must we not heed these words
lest we fall irrevocably victim
to the patient shadows of darkness
where forked tongues stand watchful
feeding on our lust for ease
thirsting for the weakness within us
to stumble and lose ourselves
in their lair wherein one's
nemesis reign with sharpened sense
spewing forth their doctrine
crowned with jubilant and invidious glee
awaiting our before intrepid souls
to stray from right's path
invigorated by our lack of will
they rejoice as we stagger
and succumb to deceit's lure
watching as with now lax will
we don the robes of deceit
that fit with such increasing ease
as thread by tattered thread
we shrug away truth's cloak
and soon lies drift from our tongues
as effortlessly as pollen floats upon the wind.
Marcia,
"...the robes of deceit that fit with such increasing ease" is at the heart of this poem for me, a brave voice crying out against our fall from honesty and truth, from decency. Thank you for this fine piece.
John
WOW this is such a beautifully intense write Marcia and so true...When we constantly put ourselves in with people with no values we lose ourselves...Great write, Love, Bonnie
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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Edwin
Love this part:
"we shrug away truth's cloak
and soon lies drift from our tongues
as effortlessly as pollen floats upon the wind"
The pollen floating on the wind lends a feeling that our downfall helps to seed the downfall of others. Well done!!!
Ted
Be always safe,
Karen
"...the robes of deceit that fit with such increasing ease" is at the heart of this poem for me, a brave voice crying out against our fall from honesty and truth, from decency. Thank you for this fine piece.
John