Engulfed by the light
Blinded
By own luminous being
Unable to see or feel
How others feel…
An era of knowledge
Bereft of Wisdom
Desensitized
Sensitivity reigns
A world
where refugee children
Face trials
Four year olds
Die smothered with lust
Hope is a lost cause
Let darkness descend
Light has led us nowhere
Maybe answers we seek
Lie in darkness
Let there be dark
And quiet healing
While emerging from the dark
Maybe we will learn to behold Beauty
And the Truth yet again!
Brokenness
Sometimes I wonder,
Is it the brokenness
which holds the world together?
a crack that still holds parts?
Is it the brokenness that
unveils the Whole?
The imagined whole –
That never will be or
Maybe never was…
Even if the cracks give away –
Can broken pieces be
whole parts in themselves?
Or maybe broken parts
Will create a kaleidoscope
Sometimes I wonder
Is it the brokenness
that holds the world together?
What purpose does the Whole serve?
The Whole which excludes,
smugly nestled in itself
Till a crack breaks the egoistic shell
The Whole will never be a whole
Sometimes I wonder,
Is it the brokenness that
holds the world together?
Borders divide land and humans
But yet, when challenged
The humanity that rises,
Is often more than the sum
Of the broken souls
Sometimes I wonder,
Is it the brokenness that
that holds the world together?
Mad Decadence 