No way back

“There is no way back!”

“There is no way back!”

The prophet cries

in the street of deceit,

with the heat and the beat

of lives lived in the daze,

in the haze of civilised craze,

in the pretence of pleasure

and the lure of leisure;

so they cannot see past the

buying and sighing for

what they have and what

they could get in the acts of living,

in the delusions and grasping

for something to take away

the straw and fill the void with more

of the living for living

and crying for crying,

and being for being,

and giving for giving,

till at the end there is

but the dying for dying.

“There is no way out but one,”

the prophet said.

 

20/8/2017

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