Unknown
It was dark and cold
the mist was heavy and bold
and I continued to stroll to the unknowns.
My life: desperate for answers,
and domestic realities of ordinary substances.
Where has it all gone.
I don't know,
but the poisonous raptures of human beings
tangle and twine the mind into fears.
I walk, not knowing the answers
and talk, to veil the truths
Does the earth contain its' self?
Or is it ready to burst?
Has reality morphed into a dreamed game?
and life become the want of fame.
Where a child weeps not knowing his name.
The world has changed.
It once was sanctuary
When angels and even God
came down and strolled the grounds
But now it is a mass of vile acts,
polluted atmospheric air, and rubbled stone.
I do not know
where all this goes
but quitting is not the way out.
Humanity has come to its' greatest.
Only to face its other transcending.
But do they know that their acts will be judged?
Great knowledge comes from the knowledgeable.
The One that knows all the answers.
Deep inside we know all our faults and desires,
Where ours dreams could really turn into reality,
only if we want to.
God has in store for us his greatest .
