The Dulled Compass

 

     Humanity has not recoiled,

It’s still gorging on new found psychologies,

New found violations that incarcerate a soul;

     New found paradoxes,

New found sentences for innocent rejoice!

 

There is no rebuke,

No counterpoint - no random assertions,

No incriminations – just you, and I.

 

And you’re there,

Pitching a battle for authority’s gain,

An insubordinate for ‘they’ to blame

     And,

You’ll only win,

When accompanied by self-control,

For they’ll only fear you,

     When you stop buying!

 

     And what of I?

My mind, my heart knows,

But,

     I am now so accustomed to the blows,

I beg no change but an early death

For to be among the dying,

Be the only experience of life,

That gains a utopian freedom.

 

Michael J Waite 22nd June 2016.