The Journey

Location

50014
United States
42° 2' 20.6124" N, 93° 40' 57.3888" W

A Shameless Player with gates closed tight
Only open in the darkness of night
For a fleeting moment
In the passage of time,
The disguise is lifted
Revealing his true kind

Only to be left behind
Changed one day to start anew life
That is not sought by those with worldly views
A life so tender, so loving, so kind
That any passerby would accuse the man of being foolishly blind

When in truth,
He is someone who has been awoken
Like a long lost dreamer
Wandering amidst places unspoken
His footsteps lead him through
Woods of Sorrow,
Streams of Tears,
Lives Gone Tomorrow

Caught off guard
She found him falling
Into her heart’s embrace
Guarded by the one
Who teaches him
To find his place

She is like a Thief in the Night
With her good intentions
She blinds him beyond recollection
She shows him his fears
And he attempts to escape
But then he learns that this
Is fate

So they embrace
His feelings run free
The gates have been opened
A flood pours forth of love unspoken
A connection so deep, undetected by others
Felt only by the forest
That supported the lovers
Together in peace
Hiding from those who seek
To destroy beauty grown in the heart of a beast

Now a man
Wisdom had been
Imputed upon him

He encounters a Jester
Who wants to cause a grin
Foolish Jester poking fun
At the dreams of inspiration

These fools who look to destroy and create
What we call the lost
Are as ignorant
As the ones they teach to
Steal,
Lie,
Hate.

They don’t see their dreams
They refuse to open the eyes
That would show them a life to live
That could fulfill and thrive.

They prefer their disguise.

Comments

devinquin

This is my version of Spoken Word Poetry.

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