What we face

 

A tangled web of attraction and addiction

draws us to an epicentre of confusion and distraction

Repulsed by hatred, ignorance and prejudice

we walk on broken glass in the place where pigs lay

Lured by compulsive desire and rampant lust

we are thrown off course in a haze of dust

Cheated by lies and the voices of eternal deceit

clarity of thought becomes a dense fog like ghost

Moods change as does the weather which blows at will

once calm then irritated or fuelled by anger or resentment

A quagmire each with a pull upon the soul

the mind in perpetual turmoil struggles to grasp

Choices and decisions confound the best of heart

mistakes require remedy and reconciliation

Little wonder we flounder and fail

in a sea which becomes a whirlpool

A cataclysm of endless thoughtfulness

a kaleidescope of a world made manifest