Polyurethane

Polyurethane 12/16/2013

You can make a myth from a man

But the truth of the man

Will never stay hidden forever

Even though some will try

And others will hide.

A deafening silence

Fills the air

So thick you can feel it

Heavy, dense, and cold. 

Everything hardens

Under Ice

And sleeps dormant

Kept alive

Hanging by a thread.

Nothing is as it seems

And all things come out

But only with persistence

And courage. 

The light sometimes fades

But never has it ever

Completely gone out

As the flame is always burning

In the Sacred Heart of God. 

Plastic, rubber, and synthetic silk

Cover our bodies

And cover our face

Sculpted to perfection

Tight, empty, and dumb.

Asleep in our cocoons

Away from it all

We dream we are alive

And think we are real.

Horror happens

Far away

But we fool ourselves

Because we didn’t hear

And didn’t know. 

Safe inside our shell

We delude ourselves

With fits of fancy

All the while

Wasting away.

Worshiping ourselves

And following each other

Too afraid to live

As we mass together,

Stampede, and die. 

Savage is the world

Beneath and behind

Grasping at our heels

Avoided for another day,

But close enough to feel.