ravensyndrome

Let not this world confuse you With its slowly rising sun, Covered by a wisp of Smoke at night, Smoke that thickens over time then Slowly fades away before the Sounds of morning flow from our Cities and towns, metal constructs Built to keep us bound. Day by day and year by year The chains of cities Bind and blind, Forcing us to stay inside and Never look towards the sentries Clothed in green and brown, Standing in a line, all tall. Verbose in their mournful siren call. Reaching out, they only catch Unseeing eyes which gloss over, Seeing only scenes of black and blue. Eyes blinded by lies and countless mistruths, Deceptions

I feel like an outsider watching his world. Who am I to intrude when my presence begets destruction he can't endure. Who is a stranger here but me, when I destroy everything I work to procure. I enter, and become the stranger. My right is his wrong, I widen the distance between us. I can not see, and so I wait. My patience is tried, but I endure. Filled with a thousand doubts, I look inwards, and there I stay, waiting. And finally, I see a tiny light in the distance, calling, waiting, and I go.

I feel like an outsider in his world. Who am I to intrude when my presence begets destruction he can't endure. Who is a stranger here but me, when I destroy everything I work to procure.

Caught and confused, snared and held without chance for reflection. I move forward and my destination moves farther away. I move back and my destination does not move at all. Only by standing still, moving not of my own volition can I reach my target, But then the thrill is gone, the thirst abated, the prey now something less. I am caught, herded through time, never allowed to take a leap of faith and leave everything to chance.