TESTAMENT

As time steals my days
I see myself decay
Still I have my mind
and pray
the beast will never find
me there
and if it does
i hope not to know
whereof
I came
whereto I go
and yearn to leave
this place
in the bliss
of ignorance
my enemies
my friends again
failures meaningless
where opinion rules
all betrayers fools
for having never seen
another human being
behind the screen
of words

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Country/Region: USA

Comments

Nordic cloud

13 years 4 months ago

There in your comfy abode you

There in your comfy abode you hide behind your screen
determined not to scream when things go wrong.

"I hope not to know
whereof
I came
whereto I go"

I specially liked this bit, it has a dance of thought in it that is fascinating;
strange how words can twist us about in our directions.
Wonder what imagery that would be!
Is there a philosophical imagery?

Annuccia.

Geremia

13 years 4 months ago

strange how words can twist

strange how words can twist us about in our directions.
Wonder what imagery that would be!
Is there a philosophical imagery?

Yes !

Nordic cloud

13 years 3 months ago

But perhaps not a category

But perhaps not a category for just that, I think there should be don't you?

Pensive petals paper flowers written on by hand..
Just playing around. Anni

Geremia

13 years 3 months ago

Thanks, Lonnie. One of my

Thanks, Lonnie. One of my favorites in my "new" poetry. It is all in the approach, I guess.

joe

Geezer

13 years 3 months ago

Very...

well done! i got the message, I hope others do too! "Behind the screen of words." How many people know to look behind what we say? Great work! ~ Gee

Geremia

13 years 3 months ago

Gee, I always appreciate your

Gee, I always appreciate your comments as well as those others who take the time to read me. My greatest encouragement to write-- and I need to write t "keep it all together."

Joe